Maybe I will just fade away. Become a gentle specter on the periphery of your sight. Slowly evaporate like yesterdays rain on a new bright sunny day. Like the birds in winter disappear with soundless flight.
Maybe my memory will petulantly stay. Burrowing deeper, complicating your existing plight. Taking you back time after time, forced reliving dreams of each day. Leaving you regretting, wishing, broken, in tears each night.
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