If I were to die

I've always wondered....
If I were to die right here right now.....
Who would go to my funeral?
Who would cry?
Who would miss me?
These are just a few of the questions I ask myself.....
Then I think of him and I wonder if he would go.
If he would cry.
If he would miss me....
No, no he wouldn't miss me.
His youngest daughter?
If I died he wouldn't care.
He would think about it then forget me.
I was his baby girl.
His babe.
But he wouldn't care.
My friends.
I've known them for maybe a year.
Maybe a month.
Maybe a life time.
They would cry.
They would cry forever inside.
I have proof.
He even said he would cry for the rest of his life.
My friend that is.
My dad wouldn't flinch...