If so it happens.

A Poem by Probablykiki

I think a lot, more someday than others. This is the result of one of those heavy thinking days.

There's no telling it'll happen or it won't.. There's no telling whether I'll get better or not.
I just hope, if so it happens, you don't feel so guilty.
I hope, if so it happens, my absent presence doesn't haunt you at night when you think of all the things you could've said to save one desperate life.
I hope, if so it happens, your heart continues to beat the way it did before.
I hope, if so it happens, you're more aware.

Although, it may never happen.. I hope.
Because you have nothing to feel guilty for, for you were blank.
Because you said all you could when the words spewed out of your mouth.
Because your heart will always beat the same as it did before, considering I was never the source of your heart's rhythm.

We don't know exactly what'll happen.
And that's what makes this all exciting.
Either we grow or we shrink.
We love or we hate.
We live or we die.
I think that's beautiful.
We never know and yet we have hope for things that may not occur.

Perhaps you've already forgotten me.
This'll mean nothing.
Perhaps I'm just a stranger.
We met once before.
Perhaps you decided you were too good.
I could say I told you so.

I will always remember you. You'll be a part of me. You might stick for a while. And through all of it, if so it happens, I'll miss you.