I am
Just another number
Stack me up I'll crumble
And drift away

He felt so alone, since his other half was gone. He felt like he was unneeded, unwanted. Even though the other half of him abused him and seemed to hate him, not returning the feelings that he himself had felt for so long. He was just another number added to the broken and lonely hearts. If he had any more stress stacked up onto him, he would probably crumble and drift away, because he didn't know what to do without the person he loved, even if he hadn't been loved back, he needed the other half back.

I am
Just another nothing
Light me up I'll fold in
And then be gone

He felt like nothing, now that he was missing such a big part of himself, well, the person he loved. He missed him so much, he wanted- no- he needed him back. Without him there, he felt empty, he was missing more than half of himself. He didn't know what to do ,because his love had taken so much of his time before that he didn't know what to do now. He had too uch free time now, and the only thing he could do in that free time was think about his missing love...

I am
Well suited for erasing
Fading into hazy
And sinking strong

He knew that Bakura had probably already forgotten about him, since he was so well suited to erase from memory. He felt like he was fading into a white haze, an unneeded white haze. He was sinking sinking in his own heart and mind, losing his mind and his will to live. He was losing his interest in most things that he used to love, like cooking and hanging out with Yuugi and the rest of his friends. Come to think of it, he hadn't seen Yuugi in quite a long time. His thoughts all centered around Bakura, who had left him quite some time ago. He felt like dying without him there. He felt no reason to live without him there.

And then its all over and done

When the purple-eyes man came back for his flower, it was too late. He found him blood-stained and unmoving, yet his heart still beat, as if he were in a coma. The only trace of life left near him were the red-splattered Forget-Me-Nots that he held in his still hand. Bakura would just stay here with him, he wouldn't take him to a hospital, it would be too hard to explain, he would just stay here, and wait.