It all was nothing of importance.

There’s nothing special in your eyes for me. Your voice is not much different from all others, and words you’ve said aren’t playing in my head.
I’ve never dreamed of being yours forever. Your features haven’t been haunting me at night.

I lied that barely survived without you, that’d conquer any distance for your touch.
There is no trace of you inside my heart.

So don’t you worry, everything’s fine. I won’t show up at midnight near your door, won’t ask you to forgive, forget, start over; won’t say my life’s been hell after you left.
We’re just a little story that is over: half lie, half fantasy, all gone by dawn.

...See now? It's all alright.
We are clear-sighted, sensible adults, and not two fools who passed by love.

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