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I once felt loved; significant even.
Your words meant something. 
Each syllable a brush stroke of beauty.

But time is cold. It can change a person.
You weren't the same person I fell for.
Once the thought of you brought smiles.
But what is left is empty. A void.

I became a means to an end.
A piece in your life game. 
A front-line warrior until,
I became useless. Dead.

You worried about losing me at one time,
yet, it was your wall of ice that pushed me away.

Checkmate.