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.
