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i'm disappearing. i gaze at my limbs and wonder what traces will be left, fingers arching one last time in cautious semblance. if you will not take me with you, if you will not remember me, then it is right i be forgotten. and as i become more and more transparent before your eyes, just remember the nights i held you, the nights i tried to not to vanish from here. but, seen, unseen, what really concerned me was my love for you and your love for me, true,untrue,lasting,not lasting, here,not there, when i held you it was nothing but now.