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Grief Is So Odd. I Barely Knew You, But We Had Classes Together For 4 Years Straight. And I Always Wanted
grief is so odd. I barely knew you, but we had classes together for 4 years straight. and I always wanted to be your friend, but I didn't know how to start that conversation (and also your friend intimated me). but I did know you, to some extent. and seeing a picture of you takes my breath and makes me sad cause there won't be another picture of you taken
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I think loosing friends is a grief of its own.
I still remember everything about you. I know your hyperfixations. I watch things and imagine what'd you think of it and who your favourite character would be. I think of your favourite characters and see a piece of you in them. I think of you for your birthday and sometimes catch myself counting down the days until your big day. I know the bad things that have happened to you and can only hope you've healed from them and that your life is going well.
I have all this love with nowhere to put it because, yes, we were friends once, but we've grown past each other and we probably wouldn't be good for each other anymore. I have all this love and all this knowledge. where do I put it? I don't know if I want to forget it because in forgetting these things, I would be forgetting you. and yeah, we aren't friends anymore, but we were once. and we were good friends. I don't want to forget that. but what do I do with all this leftover from you?