Won’t Don’t Can’t

It’s hard knowing you won’t pray for me while I’m gone.
No second thoughts or desires to be in my arms.
No longing for me, no desperation.
I won’t pass through your thoughts,
Or flash in your mind’s eye.
You don’t want me or need me.
It kills me.
You don’t tell your friends you miss me.
You won’t kiss me or sing to me.
I won’t see your smile.
I can’t look in your eyes.
You can’t give me what I want.
I can never ask you to.
Wishing I could and that you would.
I should just stop now and call it good.