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Nothing
I am nothing to you.
I am like a mist that touched you
But disappeared as the sun came out.
Or,
An ever-flowing river
That you let go into the sea.
I am not even a memory,
For memories are sometimes remembered.
I am but nothing to you.
You do not remember
The songs I used to sing to you
The dreams I have shared with you
The love I gave to you.
How it hurts to be nothing.
And soon, I know,
If I try hard enough
You will be nothing to me, too.
And you deserve it.
