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It’s funny how, when a relationship or a friendship first ends, it’s so painful. You wonder if you’ll ever be able to get through the day without crying a little, without the heavy, painful weight in your chest.

And years later, you look at a picture, maybe you run into the person or they send you an e-mail, and you want to feel the pain, because you want to remember what it felt like to care so fucking much about that person that, at one point in your life, they caused you such insurmountable pain.

But you can’t.

All you have are memories, and even those are fading.

It’s almost like you saw it all in a movie.

And the most profound part is, it wasn’t even good enough to watch again.