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On closure.
“I never really counted on you coming back into my life the way you did. How it felt comfortable being with you again, lying down and laughing at everything, going crazy, listening to music, doing what we do best. I never counted on us being happy that way again, together. Funny how we’d stop and smile at the ridiculous sequence of us going home again, together again. That one disgustingly happy and full day of us just being together ending with you going home to your place and me being reminded that love, indeed, does not live here anymore. And what a painful knife that was.”
