I guess this is what she would say
"Let me be faded like the dying sun,
So silently I leave, and come back where I had begun,
Let me be the sunshine that fills your day,
So warm inside and yet subtle like an evening of May
Let me be the undying hope, that seems so lost and gone,
The silent footsteps the holding hand when there was no one to walk along,
Let me be like the unwritten page,
And warm memories of an undying change.
Let me be like the pain the sorrow,
And a silent promise 4 an unseen 2morrow.
Let me like the road less travelled,
And one where I know my life unravels.
Let me know no home, no place to return,
And the silent pages that keep adding and the ones unturned.
Let me be so closed, yet open to you,
I just want to b the truth for once, so silent yet true.
Let me be the friend you never had,
Let me be the hand to hold when you are both happy and sad.
Let me be the silence inside when I know nothing else matters,
And the change that comes must come ,and is the one that alters.
Let me be the sunshine the moon and the cloudy day too,
And the one's I know change so soon,
For the corners of my heart, my life my page I put down tonight,
And for all that has changed I know I had put up a fight.
A long page, a long journey, let me be free,
Let me be the last words & in the end let me be me.
And the silent pages lie still too,
Have I truly found or lost what I find in you.
Let me be like a broken heart,
One that doesn't stop beating & neither know when to start.
Let me know when it stops raining, when it’s sunny outside,
Let me know when my world has meaning when my thoughts are heard.
Let me not just be a writing and my words not just find meaning,
And the longer lists I keep looking for more for which I look for meaning.
Let me not just hold your hand let me find that warmth still there,
I want to linger down the pathways of life for once with no regrets no fear.
Let me complete my writings, my diaries and pen lie still,
I have only my feeling tonight with no words to instil.
Let me find more thoughts more things to make whole again,
And a few if not many to write again.
I put down my pen my last thoughts break free,
I am still who I am, and for what I found in you just let me be."
