Apr 09, 2006 18:36
I'm not going to remember you. or you. or you. or you. or you. or you. or you. or you. or you. or you. or you. or you. or you. or you. or you.
And you won't remember me.
It won't be sad, because none of us will retain what we meant to each other.
But I'll cry. Because you all mean something to me, whether you think so or not. Whether I have proven it or not. Whether I deserve to say I've tried or not.
In fact, I'm crying as I type this.
I'm very afraid of dying without a life to show for it.