Today I’d have wished I was someone different – someone prettier, someone skinnier, someone you’d miss. I remember the night when you let me say everything I’d wanted to say, but it wasn’t enough. I’ve always believed words could save someone, but you showed me they couldn’t. You never missed me. Today I’d have touched your lips I was once afraid would kiss me, traced your sad smile I rarely saw. You don’t know me. I’d have been cruel and reminded you that you’re alone because you choose to be, and you would’ve looked at me without seeing me and said, I won’t miss you when you’re gone.