Have you ever felt so intrinsically linked with a person that when they disappeared from your life, you wanted to shrivel up and die, only to find that, after the passage of some time, you don't really need this person at all? In fact, the only reason you still occasionally chat with the person is that you're trying to think of a way to tell this person without them thinking that you don't want them around at all. Or because they have one of your books. Or some equally stupid and selfish reason. Have you ever felt like that?
It's strangely liberating without letting you fool yourself into believing you're not an asshole.
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