Sometimes, all that I worry about is deletion

That you'll scan through your thoughts,

Decide that I'm utterly out of place in your life,

And hit the backspace key of your mind

Until not even the Undo button can bring me back.

I fear that you'll erase all trace of me

From your past, present and future

You'll decide that your Word Doc can't remain blank

And you'll type up a new story

With a new plot starring new characters;

A plot out of which I will be carefully edited

Author's Note: I feel every single word of this.

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