When you climb my tree will you see my name carved there?
When you hike my hills will you hear my echoes?
When you hear them strum will you hear my fingers?
Do you miss me?
Do I make you cry?
When you see them wearing my clothes will you see me?
My notebooks wont let you forget me will they?
Will they call to you from a box in the basement?
Will the videos of me do me justice?
Will you see me in my brothers?
Will you move on?
Will this blog haunt you forever?
When that song comes on will you think of me?
Will you turn it off?
Will you see me in my father?
Could you see me in heaven?
Will you smell me in the mountains?
Will you hear me crackling in the campfire?
Will you sit where we sat?
Will you say my name again?
Or utter softly when you want me?
Will you smile when you hear my jokes?
Will you taste my cocoa?
Will you want to?
Will you see me up in the juniper tree?
Will you crush the berries in your hand?
Will you hurt yourself on that day?
Would you hurt me on that day?
When you visit my stone will you see me through the grass?
Will you look through the grass?
As if I didnt want this anyways?
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