if i were to perish,
would your mind flit
with peril in the news?

if i died today,
would it be your loss?

would you acknowledge
that my soul
no longer exists in this
dreadful world?

if you knew that
you'd never see my face again,
would you shed a tear?

i don't know the answers,
but i do know this feeling,
quite well if i'm being honest.

if i told you the way i feel,
would you say, "me too"
or would you walk away,
and never would thoughts of me,
dance across your mind?

if i told you i hate her,
would you come back to me?

you can't even look me in the eyes.
not around her, not around anybody else.

Can we please have those moments back,
when you'd meet my eye
and smile?

I miss those moments,
when you talk to me,
and i laugh at your jokes.

Everything seemed great.

now this feeling settled in,
and now i'm missing you.
what was.
and how you were.