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I'm thinking about if you remember the conversations we had so often, like I do.

Sometimes, on the bus, at school, watching netflix, listening to music, something happens and my mind clicks back to you. Even when I really don't want it to. Even when now, we barely talk. You know?

A certain song reminds me of a certain conversation. A certain detail on the fucking wall reminds me of a joke we had. A certain thing my friend says reminds me of things you used to say.

Do you have that kind of experience too? With that shit, I feel so alone. I feel so locked in and shut down. I mean, what would you do? You can't tell people that kind of bull. Nothing can help apart from forgetting you and our "precious little memories".

But what if I can't forget? What if a part of me still doesn't want to?

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