I Was Here

I want my life to mean more than just some girl's pulse. More than an annual date. Something Powerful.... Something worth living for. I want to make a difference. When I'm away do people realize? Do they remember my importance when they're in need? Or only when they see my face......? Now I don't want to be used or manipulated. I just want to be needed selflessly. I want my absence to be recognized and not preferred. Not to stop everyone from living... But just enough to make a comment. And share a memory... Smile with a pure heart when someone says my name. Love who I am unconditionally. Did I make a difference? When I left did you realize? Did my fragrance linger? Was the room less bright without my smile? Do my jokes still make you laugh? Tell me if you remember that I was here....