If I had died when I planned to, Would you still have kissed her? Would you still have moved on As my memory began to wither? Just two days after I chose not to, She was wrapped in your arms tight And I wonder if you’d still smile Like that had I taken my own life. Then there’s always you, The one that warms my heart, Would you have even noticed If I never came back around? We only speak in shy conversation, I’m sure had you heard the news You would’ve just been surprised, Not hurt, just a little bit confused. The girl I sit next to in class Would have thought I simply dropped And the boy who asked to see my notes Would easily forget we ever talked. My favorite regular customer would Probably assume I quit without goodbye And no one would ever believe that Each smile I shared was a bold-faced lie. I wonder if the boy who likes to flirt And call me pretty would still think so When he’d hear the news and think Of my lifeless body, or perhaps my ghost. I’m sure my parents would miss me and It pains me to think they’d feel blame, For I give them all the credit that I’ve hung around this long anyway. I am already just a dying spirit, imprisoned In bones, wrapped tight in skin and tissue, I suppose I’ll stick around, because in my absence, You wouldn’t notice, but I’d still miss you.