I’m just a footnote
A stepping stone in many a story
A lover, a companion or a great friend
These countless roles I have played
All fair and great, but a footnote I remain

Minds I never cross nor the highlight of any day
These terms are never used to describe me
So a footnote I will stay

To be a header would be grand
To be the first thought in the brain
Or the goal at the end of a journey’s path
This footnote life I hope to break free of one day

Yet it never happens, and when it does,
I’ll simply slip away to be forgotten
I’m just a footnote
A memory that will constantly fade away