Mar 05, 2006 12:54
You think that I'll make a difference. You think that I'm the biggest event you've experienced; that the effect of me on your life will be permanent, transformative.
But I am like air. I'll be gone and nothing will be different. I kept you alive only briefly, and I was the one who was altered by it. Not you. You'll go on, you'll forget me and everything I gave to you.
But, it really wasn't that much, anyway.