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October 23, 2016
Day 1,932. Months pass by and I forget about this journal. I don't forget about you, no. But I forget to write now. There's not the same urge anymore to tell you how my day was, and surely that's not a bad thing. My friends continue egging me to go on dates. I'm too old for that, I say. And it's true. I am. I'm relieved that it's not because I'm still hoping you'd come back. If I see you, I might just walk on. And that's not cause I'm being dramatic. It's cause I've forgotten your face, love.