How terribly sad is it that you spend so much time with one person, getting to know all of their quirks, fears, likes, loves, and dislikes. You almost know them as well as you know yourself and in turn if you're being true to each of you. You allow them to learn all of those same qualities within you. You spend all of this time getting to know everything about them, and then one day nothing. You have to go back to being complete strangers. You can pass one another on the street, still knowing so many intimate details about them but you have to act like they're a total stranger.
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