today, i learned that people don't cease to exist when you stop thinking about them. they go on living, day in and day out. even though you've blotted them out of existence, mentally, they still breathe. they exhale. they talk, maybe even laugh sometimes.
as surprising as it may sound, your mental energy waves weren't the thing keeping them alive.
they didn't need you, after all.
Aug 20, 2015
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