If I die today.

If I die today,
Would you care?
At all?

No.
No you wouldn't.
Because for you to care about me,
I'd actually have to talk to you.

Which is really hard.
Because your eyes,
Your hair,
The way you smile,
It freezes me.

It stops me in my tracks.
I could spend all night,
All day,
Writing something so deep ,
So soul wrenching that I would write for you.

Then I would see you,
your hair,
your eyes,
your perfect smile
and I would freeze and end up going home and burning it.

I've done that a thousand times.

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this is an old poem that I wrote a LONG time ago so I hope you like :)