whenever I thought of it

what it was once like,

i remember,

that you're gone.

i was stuck for a long time,

waiting for your forgotten self,

and never noticed,

that this person no longer exists.

how different you have become,

i no longer recognise

what was once thus.

and to accept that,

was the hardest thing

i've ever had to do.

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I would just like to use this small, insignificant chapter to thank you all for the many votes and comments. You don't know how happy every single feedback makes me. So here's a big, fat thank you again!