I want you to find me in the hummingbirds and remember my ability to fly despite being so small. I want the rain to wet you and remember my tears when I confess that I loved you. I want you to imagine me in each daisy as if you saw my eyes with fallen petals. I want you to listen to my voice in every child that asks you without pain about love. I want you to touch my nervous skin under your breath when you caress the soft sand with your hands. I want you to breathe with the wind and flood your lungs with the perfume that came out that time we danced. I want you to meet me in all those little moments and remember that there is someone in this world who still sends you messages throughout the fall.