you have once again forgotten me. i am… irrelevant to you.
it feels like i was left with our fire dwindling on the mountain path.
and i tried my best to shelter it from the wind and rain.
fought to keep it going.
but it burned down to nothing anyway.
there was no fuel here to feed it.
no way of keeping it going.
and i am cold and soaked through to the bone.
with no way of being warm and dry again.
unless the weather stops.