Me Time!

She got rid of everything

But that folder in her gallery

Filled with all the things you and her

It was a journey she decides

To remember, a lesson;

All the rare times when you were

Together,

Smiling,

Watching

The hours go by.

She doesn't open the folder in her gallery, ever,

Because you're a chapter with smiles and tears

She'll never read again,

Because she sees one ahead

Titled 'IT'S ME TIME!' 

That sounds so much better.