m: have you talked to her?
aidee: nope.
m: so what are you guys now?
aidee: umm. nothing. we were never really anything. i guess friends but i'm not even sure because i never wanted to be her friend. sooo yeah.
m: and you don't plan on talking to her.
aidee: i didn't stop. she did. but it's okay because i don't miss her like i used to. i mean, you know me. i'm kinda extremist with stuff like this. i either don't miss her at all or i miss her like crazy, and when i do, i want to fucking die. i wanna curl up in my bed and fade away along with my thoughts and sadness.
m: so you what now?
aidee: there's nothing to be done. i can't give her a friendship and she can't give me what i want. later in life all that we're gonna be is part of eachother's past. if someone asks her "what did you do summer of 2010?" or something like that, it will have nothing to do with me, you know? i will be forgotten completely. as a person. as someone who was in love with her and someone whose hand she held. even if they as her where she got her shoes, she's not gonna remember. it will be like she bought them at a store. i can't explain. we will just be part of the past.
m: no, i get it. but she won't forget you.
aidee: she already has.
m: you don't know that.
aidee: i hope she has.
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