This was my poem, I wrote it and it was not directed to anyone, I swear, it was just a bad day.
If I died tomorrow,
Would あなた care?
Would あなた miss the way I smile?
または the smell of my hair?
If I died tomorrow,
Would あなた really miss me?
Would あなた miss times we walked?
または every time あなた kissed me?
If I died tomorrow,
Would あなた be to blame?
Would あなた come to the funeral?
And hang you're head in shame?
If I died tomorrow,
Is there anything you'd want to say?
Maybe that あなた 愛 me?
And want me to stay?
If I died tomorrow,
Would あなた care?
Would あなた miss the way I smile?
または the smell of my hair?
If I died tomorrow,
Would あなた really miss me?
Would あなた miss times we walked?
または every time あなた kissed me?
If I died tomorrow,
Would あなた be to blame?
Would あなた come to the funeral?
And hang you're head in shame?
If I died tomorrow,
Is there anything you'd want to say?
Maybe that あなた 愛 me?
And want me to stay?