I do not want to fade away. But I am already gone. I am the wind that whispers as you slumber. I am the moment that you remember that causes you to smile. I am a moment in time that you wish you can relive but you never can. The sun will still rise tomorrow and the moon will still take over that night, but I will not return. I am gone, but I still live within you. My heart may no longer beat, and my lungs may no longer breath, but I still live inside you. I may no longer write. My words may no longer be heard or read, but hopefully what I leave behind is still cherished, still adored. I never wanted much from life. I just wanted the chance to live free, the chance to be read, and the chance to breath. I hope I fulfilled my wishes. Goodbye and God bless.