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But why should I even care? It's not like he meant anything to me.
It's not like he was ever there to begin with.
He was nothing but a thought and a fantasy,
a dream in my head.
The reality came rushing in hard
When he chose her over us and never looked back.
It's not like I told him everything
or like he was my best friend
Or brother.
Why would I care?
It's not like he meant anything to me
or felt like a safe place.
It's not like we did everything together
or had late night conversations.
So why should I even care?
He clearly doesn't.
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Emma Mark
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