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Then I started becoming conscious, conscious of how things went. It made me think of a hundred reasons to answer why do you not smile anymore every time I see you. When you laugh and I'm not the reason. When you barely say "Hi" when we meet by the hall way. When you hangout with others instead of me. What have I done wrong? What could possibly be the reason you don't want me to check your phone. Why I can't look at your messages. And you can't tell me where you've been really going. Then it all made sense that night. It made me feel one thing...
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