Tonight's self note:
I meant nothing to him. Never ever meant something to him.
I was no one, nobody, not as a friend, or anything else.
I am irrelevant to his life, meanwhile he is relevant to mine.
That's the bitter truth highest chance of assumption that I finally realize NOW, after putting him deep in my mind for a decade.
He's trully the love that makes me grow in silence. :)
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