knew You

knew You
And if the world were to end, I hope at least one person knew you.
At least one person knew what made you happy, what made you sad.
What gave you hope, what hopes you had.

Someone who knew the baggage you carried, yet never spoke about.
Someone who noticed your tendencies,
Who could read your mood from just your eyes.
Whom you'd let see you cry.

Maybe someone who'd say you mattered.
That you were there for them and them for you,
And that you loved and laughed with them too.
That you tried and failed but tried again.

If the world were to end, I hope at least one person knew you.
Knew you as much as they ever could.
Knew you as you knew yourself.
And yet loved you still.