Never forget me and always remember to be true
I need to get out need to breathe again
To leave this place to go somewhere new
I hope you understand
Need to see if I can go it alone
Packing my bags and boarding the plane
To a new place
To an unknown land so different from my own
What will become of me?
How we met so unexpected a fleeting moment in time
I was weak and fell for your Latino charm
And so are romance began
Poor boy with holes in his clothes
Your brown skin against mine two souls intertwined
Your soft lips caressing my neck
There is no turning back
I remember your words
You said you believed in a better world beyond this one
Where there is no division between rich and poor
No poverty no hunger no hate fuelled wars
I smiled you were always so full of hope.
I sit on the beach where we met and think of the time we had
Cut short by a violent act your life taken away
While trying to help your fellow man
In a land of extremes of beauty love of good and bad
You have entered a better world you are at peace now
A long time has passed
I think of what you said to me
Stay courageous and strong
Live for the moments that bring you joy
Don’t shed any tears for me for they shall pass
Live with an open heart so you can create joyful moments with another
Somebody new
I will miss the moments we shared
Never forget me and always remember to be true.
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