Do you miss me?

Do I ever cross your mind?
If I do, do you smile and think of the laughs we shared? Or does it make you feel sad knowing that I'm gone?
Do you get angry, wishing you'd never met me, that I'd never been around to cause pain and upset?
Or do you think of me with benevolence and wish me the best?
I hope, I really hope, that you do think of me sometimes, and not with apathy, not with indifference.
I hope you do think of me, and know that I am, and always will be sorry.