from nothing - it fades back to nothing.
a quicksilver spark extinguished before it could do much damage,
before it turned into a wildfire and took out all the forests in the Northeast.
I'm glad. Its safer this way.
You don't give a shit about me. And I? don't give two shits about you.
How lovely. How nice. How fabulous for both of us.
Everything worked out so nicely. And no one got hurt.

And I'm sick of life being this way.
It doesn't seem right to me.