It's clear what I am to you. I'm just a simple memory. Just a muddle up and an imagination of your thoughts. Small. Insignificant and easily discarded.
But that's okay with me, love... Because you won't ever be forgotten. I think it's clear what we mean to each other and no matter how selfish, stubborn and cold we were. We're distant to each other now but somebody like me is easily forgettable.
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