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You know what I just realized? I think of you far too much. I shouldn't be thinking of you at all. I suppose it's nagging at me what I've said and done to you. I feel a little bad about it. I might even go as far as to say remorseful. I still don't like what you've done to me, but I suppose I can live with it now. When I remember you, I remember the good times more than the bad now. Things change with time I suppose. I hope your life is turning out the way you wanted it to.