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why is it that i find myself reading an old friend's journal and starting to cry? so here i am, crying over things that i told myself i didn't care about anymore. it's not that i want to see them suffer. it's that i want them to understand. i just don't see why i can't stop crying. why i can't stop feeling for these people. i never knew that all love lasted forever. because i still can't get rid of that speck of concern. and i still can't get rid of the memories. so, if you know who you are, i really do still care, as much as i wish i didn't, and i wish...i wish so much...that you would get better. because i hate to see you like this and i don't want you to feel like this...