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And why was it *you* that made me feel important, so much that here I am, yet again, writing on your profile, knowing full well that you won't respond, nor come back.

Everybody else has moved on, but you nag at my mind like an unanswered question. It's like, I knew you for so long yet I didn't know a single thing about you. You never mentioned personal stuff. I was fine with that, it was your business anyways.

Now, all I have left is to wonder where you are, and if you remember me. If someone, say, 2 years from now, would ask you if you knew anybody named Addy, what would you say? Would you stay there quietly? Or maybe, shake your head.