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Apr. 2nd, 2010 | 09:06 pm

It is a strange experience saying goodbye to someone who used to be one of your best friends; there is a collection of good memories at the back of your mind you can't bare to let go of, but the distance that has developed over time seems much too far to build a bridge across.

So, you just don't.

You simply look at each other with eyes that are wistful and knowing, eyes that read everything and say everything. Wishing things could be different.

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