Smiles

Have you ever seen someone smiling?

Happy remembering some nice memory

Or enjoying a pleasant moment

Its very peaceful...

A simple smile

Do you ever wonder what they would do

If they knew when death would meet them?

Would they still be the person you know them to be?

Or if you don’t know them...

Do you think they would want to know you?

Before the end...

So much can happen in such a short space of time

The mind can handle anything...

Not death

How do u rationalise losing someone?

They were here one minute ago

Had you called one minute ago, they would have answered

And heard you, and spoke to you

That minute has passed

So have they

You will never see or speak to them again...

Where have they gone?

If you knew they were leaving, would you have said anything?

What if they don’t know you

Would you have told them something?

Or let them meet their end...

Oblivious...

And smiling...

Have you ever looked at pictures after they’ve gone?

And wonder if they would be smiling

If they knew they wouldn’t be here today?

If they knew that with every passing minute their life was ending?

Would they have taken that chance they were afraid of?

Would they have approached that girl?

And told her she’s beautiful?

Would YOU have said something to them?

Something you wouldn’t dream of saying normally?

The kind of thing one says when they know the other is leaving

Would you?

What would they have said?

Do you think if you told them you knew when they’d die

They’d believe you?

Laugh?

Cry?

Smile?

What would you do?

If you knew you wouldn’t be here tomorrow

For a fact

Not as an abstract thought

Or a life philosophy

What would you do if you REALLY would not be here tomorrow?

Would you really “live ya life”?

Would you take God seriously?

Or would you have one last drink...one last dance?

One last kiss? Have sex one last time?

Who with?

I wonder what they would have done...

Do you think they knew it was time?

Just before they left us

What was the last thing they thought of?

A favourite song?

A good movie?

A fun time?

A wonderful person?

Were they sad? Did they have time to think at all?

To feel?

To understand?

When I look at their pictures I wonder.

I know how their story ends

The chapter behind the smiling face

I wish I knew at the time

I don’t know what I would say

Goodbye maybe

I’ll miss you

Something

But all I can do now is look at their picture

And smile...

As I remember who they were

And when they were happy

I’ll miss them

I may not know who they really were

But no one knows who I really am

Or who you really are

And I’d hope someone misses me

When they look at my picture

And smile at my smile...

[August 23rd 2010]