When I go away...

You had said, "when you go away,
you would take with you, a part of me
and a part of you would stay with me..."
You meant, within you, rekindled, I would remain!
Well, when I am gone, would you remember?
would you still feel me within?
Scared, I stand still and think...
If you don't, then...??
Ah! that feeling would be so cruel!
This thought makes me stay...
Alas, not till eternity! I have to go away
But as you said, so I do...
I take along with me, a part of you...!!