After this,
I will still wear those rings,
I will still cry over red converse,
I will still worry about you constantly,
I will still love you.
I will still need you the same,
If not more.
I will still want to protect you,
And I always will.
However,
I will not still be me,
I will not smile to myself,
because of warm thoughts of you.
Of us.
I won't be truly alive.
Just an empty shell of a human.
All the life you put in me,
Gone to nothing.
But maybe,
Just maybe,
Every once in a while,
You wouldn't mind if I checked in on you.
As in,
Hi,
I miss you,
I hope you're doing well,
That you haven't gotten worse,
And I hope that you're happy.
(I love you)
