Words from a late 20-something who is pretty sure she's screwing it all up.
Fade like the sun at the end of a summer’s day.
Fade from my memory.
Let me forget the way your lips taste,
The way your scent lingers after you’re long gone.
Let time fade you away.
Fade away like the faces on a photograph.
Vanish from my dreams, my thoughts, my mind.
When I close my eyes,
Do not be waiting.
Fade like the dress I wore.