If I Die, Will You Love Me?

If I die,

will you write a poem on me

just like how you often adore the dry autumn leaves in your poetry?

 

If I die,

will you breath the fragrance I'll leave behind

just the way how you breath the petrichor after every fall?

If I die,

will you come to meet me

just like how you often visit our beloved's yard?

If I die,

will you laugh thinking how I eat half ice-cream with other half ice-cream on my face,

like how you sometimes visit the corners of the memory lane just to remind yourself you know how to laugh?

If I die,

and kiss the sky

will you be jealous, and make me feel that im all yours 

If I die,

and the wind will take me away

will you fight with the wind to never leave me alone again?

If I die,

and wave at you from highs

will you finally see the adoration and love I hold for you,

will you finally love me like the way you have always loved the deads more than the alives?

Will you?