You used to notice every little thing about me

When I would come in with invisible cuts

You used to clean me up and hold me tight

But as we grow older…

You notice less about me as you start to go out more

As you start to go on adventures

As you start to have fun without me

You never seem to notice me anymore

So I have a question now

Would you even notice if I disappeared?

Into oblivion, perhaps?

But really, would you notice

If I disappeared one day

Would you even notice if you saw my body

Cold and lifeless, as it would be?

Would you even care if you found me

But I really wasn't there

So my question is this…

Would you even really care if I were to die

Today? Tomorrow? Next Week?

Because I just might die soon

With you walking away

Not hearing me whisper the words,

I love you.