When I think about your abandonment
I fuss and cry and rage
In that instance
 I want my absence to torment you
The way it torments me
But I know it won't
Sometimes I wonder if the dead go on
To some alternate universe
Where they change their clothes
And go for coffee runs
I wonder if they go on about their day
Missing us the way we miss them
In that moment
I wish I could plague your thoughts
The way you plague mine
That you can hear the echo of me crying
As intensely as I feel it
I wish to shake the ground you walk on
That every step reminds you of me
The way every breath shakes my will to move on
When I'm reminded of you

What an interesting memory
it was sweet
yet bitter