Trick question

We were so wrong;
When all this died
You moved on and
I'm walking still
You were so hurt that I'd go on bereft
No sweat;
I never will
You plant your seeds and raise a child
I razed my dreams down into swill
If I were to take my life
I think you wouldn't notice till
The friends you asked me not to love
The friends you left for keeping me
Told you of how I had succumbed
I doubt that you would grieve