At least act like you remember me.
That I'm your best friend.
Or that I was because I guess it should have been clear to me that I'm not anymore.
That you don't think about me at all.
You don't think you let me down.
But you do.
It's like I could die and you would attend the funeral and it would be one of those "too late" moments and you can't go back and make things ok again.
But the only reason you would even want to was to make YOURSELF feel better.
My feelings excluded.
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