This was my poem, I wrote it and it was not directed to anyone, I swear, it was just a bad day.
If I died tomorrow,
Would you care?
Would you miss the way I smile?
Or the smell of my hair?
If I died tomorrow,
Would you really miss me?
Would you miss times we walked?
Or every time you kissed me?
If I died tomorrow,
Would you be to blame?
Would you come to the funeral?
And hang you're head in shame?
If I died tomorrow,
Is there anything you'd want to say?
Maybe that you love me?
And want me to stay?
If I died tomorrow,
Would you care?
Would you miss the way I smile?
Or the smell of my hair?
If I died tomorrow,
Would you really miss me?
Would you miss times we walked?
Or every time you kissed me?
If I died tomorrow,
Would you be to blame?
Would you come to the funeral?
And hang you're head in shame?
If I died tomorrow,
Is there anything you'd want to say?
Maybe that you love me?
And want me to stay?