When I am long gone, my mind will turn into a shady tree - where the leaves fall and grow again in remembrance of your memories, of the people I loved and of those who loved me back; 
Where bright yellow flowers bloom when the sun sets - in remembrance of all the warmness we share in the coldest nights; 
Where its' pollen will plant seeds of dreams inside your mind - dreams that will shelter you from your fears; 

And there, maybe, you will see me again.