Gone

What if I weren’t here any more?
What if I couldn’t ever see you?
Would you even notice I was gone?
Would you miss me at all?

Sometimes I don’t even know if it’s you,
Or just a shadow looming over me.
You’re the only thing I ever want, and yet
It doesn’t seem that I matter.

What if you were standing here,
But I was nowhere to be found?
What if I just disappeared,
Would you really care?

Because I miss you so,
And what hurts the most,
Is the knowing that you don’t.
That’s the telling blow.