"Notice the small things; like how I blink when I lie, how I fidget when I'm nervous, how my face changes when I try not to cry, how I have this strange tendency to drift when I walk, notice all these things I don't even notice about myself. Notice when I'm not there.
Thats all any of us is looking for isn't it? Somebody to notice. Somebody who cares enough to notice. Most of us go in and out of this world without having made the least mark, the least difference. Who really cares what us normal people do with our lives? There are so many people in the world that most of us, we go through this life... insignificant. So its nice to know that, at least to one person, you're important, you hold some kind of significance. To know that after you're gone there'll be a witness to your legacy. To know that you will have made some kind of difference. To know that you won't pass through this life...unnoticed.
All I want to know, is - Do you notice? Do you care?"
"You've made a difference. A real difference, not some transient change, but one more concrete - that I can hold on to and remember you by."
Thank you. For noticing.
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