you're worthless!
it still hurts.
i feel nostalgia die with every new turn of my stomach.
i can't remember much, not that i believe i should. it'd be nice to forget it all. close the chapter by erasing it from the pages.
every trace of you in this text scrubbed into nothingness. every footnote of reminiscence and requiem of you would be gone just the same as i went.
when i think of this, i wish i'd never known it at all.
i hope your pages burn. burn with the flame of my memory and erase everything that was you.
never to be read, never to be remembered.