[ wp ] `` You 're gon na miss me when I 'm gone . ''

The first time I saw you, I thought you were ugly as shit. You've got a crooked nose and you know it. Do n't hate it too much, your reflection will keep you company. Plus you have really shiny hair, I saw that the second time around, when it caught fire. You always had a certain incendiary charm about you. Then the next time and forever, I saw your eyes, and in your eyes I saw not love, not color, not a clue to your innermost thoughts, not the depths of your soul and neither some sappy poetry, I just kinda sorta saw my whole life. My whole damn life, you know? Everything I am, everything I ever was or will be. Listen up, it's all lost now. It's all gone. I'm dying and I'm scared. I wan na see you again but then I might not see anything, or I might just see heaven and that'd be such a let down because I want to see our life together, just one more time. 
 
 And you do n't even know it, but it's fading from your eyes. You're gon na miss me when I'm gone because I'm what's missing in you. I'm the empty spot on your bed and the quiet in your friday night and the cold in the palm of your hand and the lips unkissed and the ringless finger and half the baby that never was and just one less promise. 
 
 I'm part of you. Look, you're gon na miss me when I'm gone, you will, but when you amputate something, you have to... to learn to fulfill that limb's tasks with what remains - and my task was always to make you happy, every single day of my life. I'm failing today, are n't I? I'm making you cry now, are n't I? 
 
 I'm sorry. I'm selfish. I kinda want to be missed.
