Sometimes you think you are important
But the world turns, and people forget you
That is the way of things
Cold heartless truth
What am I even leaving behind?
Why would you even want to remember me?
Things are changing, and I'm still here waiting for you to notice me
Weeks, months, and years fly by, and I'm still here waiting to hear from you
And I know I should let these feelings go
But I've never felt important
I've never felt like I'm special
Maybe it's time to face the fact that you don't need me
And maybe no one ever will...
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