If I were so very young and free
Who would I believe I could be?
Would I think about the future me?
Could I believe what I would see?
If I were alone and scared
Would I have even dared?
To do all the things I tried
Even if from some I cried
Is my life merely a whim of fate?
Destined to end on some date
Predestined before I even start
One day, an end to my heart
Will my words fade away?
Never seen after this day
Or will they be my memory?
When all else was temporary
Will you miss me when I’m gone?
My loss causing you to be forlorn
Or will you dance upon my grave?
No other memory you choose to save
If the end of us was near
Would you hold me dear?
Would we separate despite care ?
No longer seen as the perfect pair
Will my life end in strife?
Just the loss of another life
Unremarked by media glare
I was simply out of there
Would my absence be marked
An anniversary day sparked
In memory each passing year
Since I was last seen here