When I die
A poem about leaving loved ones.

When I die, I’d like it if you cry for me once Because I am selfish like that, Because then I’ll know, That I’m worth at least a single tear, Or that perhaps I’ll be missed
But when I die, I’d like it if you don’t bury your soul with me Because my time is not yours, Because even without me, You are still complete, and you are still heard and loved
When I die, I’d like it if you think of me once a moon Because I am selfish like that, Because I was once alive with you, But don’t bring your sorrows along, I don’t want to be the source of your sadness
But when I die, I’d like it if you forget about me too, Because that means you’re living, Because though I’m selfish, I don’t want to give you pain, nor do I want to be a burden
It’s stupid I know, I’m supposed to be dead, But here I am asking you for wishes It’s stupid I know, So no matter what you do when I die, I hope you’ll be happy at the end
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