If I died,
Would you care?
The real question is,
If I lived
Would you care?
Will you cherish me
When I’m here
And not just
When I’m gone.

Standing in a place of familiarity
Yet feeling so distant.
The unwanted emotions
Are coming up my body
And closing up my throat.
I’ll be okay.
Keep saying it.
Then it’ll be true.
I’ll be okay
I’ll be okay
I’ll be okay.
Why isn’t it working?

I remember
When you would kiss me,
Coca-Cola fresh on your lips.
I remember
When you’d get upset
If I didn’t reply
In a matter of minutes.
I also remember
When you only gave me side hugs.
And began to take days
Just to reply.
I remember
Falling in love.
And I remember
Falling out.

I should be happy
But that’s not how I feel.
I’m sitting in a puddle
Of sorrow and doubt.
And though it’s just a puddle,
There’s no way out
If I stand up,
Then maybe I won’t drown.
But something,
And I don’t know what,
Is holding me down.

Sometimes,
I’m not asking for much.
Sometimes,
I just need to hear those 4 words.
“I’m here for you”...

Your touch.
It send jolts
Of electricity
Through my veins.
Your smile.
It sends swarms
Of butterflies
Through my body.
Your voice.
It soothes me
On horrible days.
You.
All of you.
Is what’s saving me.

I sit,
A silent dandelion
Tending to itself.
You come in,
A thundercloud
Waiting to ruin my day.
My petals don’t hold strong,
You know this.
You don’t require much wind
To clap,
And wash me away.
It happens again,
Your thunderous quake
That ruins everything.
I’ll wait for the storm to pass,
I’ll act unbothered.
Then I’ll sit.
A silent dandelion stem,
Tending to itself.