and when i'm gone
you'll not remember all i've done or all i've said; your screen will ache for me.
you'll not find where i am or who i'm with; you'll feel how we're apart

and when i'm gone
you'll not waste your time wishing I was dead, because I might be.

you'll just feel the space in your comment box like i've holepunched your heart.

a.n : i have deleted my bebo. all those hours of my life that i have lost , wasting my time on it... i couldn't waste any more. no-one will pin me down anymore.