Think of Me

Christine:

We never said
our love
was evergreen,
or as unchanging
as the sea -
but please
promise me,
that sometimes
you will think
of me

Think of Me - Phantom of the Opera

Sometimes I think that all of humanity operates on the simple principle that we wish to not be forgotten by those we hold dear. We seek to leave some sort of mark. Not a footprint, for footprints are washed away, or scattered to the wind.

And so these lines ring more true to me right now than ever before. Because this is my fear, that I will be forgotten in the tests of time. That whatever imprint that I have been able to leave on someone's soul will fade, and I will, like a footprint left in the sand, be washed away.

Maybe I should just start wearing cleats.