What would you do if I died...?
Cry. For a little while.
But then you would heal.
Perhaps I have left a mark on you deep enough for you to remember me by- but as time passed, so would your clarity.
Would I be doomed to fade to nothing more than a faceless name?
Maybe you would remember how you used to call me the 'love of your life' . . .
as you held your new love in your arms.
It is my deepest. darkest. fear.
to be replaced.
It is selfish of me, but I would want you to be crushed.
I would want the sorrow to swallow you whole.
Because then I would know that I was truly irreplaceable.
That's what you are to me, you know.
If you die, then so too will I.
I don't want to live without you.
So long a