The truth is I still care. I am not the kind of person to let people walk out of my life and I pretend that they do not exist any more.
The places we went to, the food we ate, the things we talked about, all these form part of my memories, and it is impossible to just let go of them.
Not talking about it does not mean I have forgotten. I still care, even though I do not show it.
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xena
You have a strange way of showing it.