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