I AM NOTHING MORE THAN A STORY
I imagine you-
Telling tales, of you and me,
In a way that talks more about the pain of us, rather than the beauty.
I imagine you-
Telling our story,
Just from your side, but not from mine.
I imagine you –
Forgetting me, slowly but surely,
Reducing me to a tale, a story, a chapter
That eventually loses any form of value.
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