The way I finished his sentences before he spoke

My kiss, the way we touched, the passion it evoked

You will miss me.

You do not know it now

Wouldn't conceive it anyhow

You won't feel the moment I slip

"Will he miss me"

My days get harder

my heart gets weaker

I sit and cry when no ones around

I can't

Will he miss me?

After I am gone

Or will he simply forget

Will he simply move on?

How I am I to