It never ceases to amaze me. Just how much I notice people. I fixate on little details. I remember names and faces and outfits and voices and birthdays. I hold the memories close. I believe every person. EVERY person. That walks into my life has some kind of purpose. Has changed me in some way. Must be remembered for some reason. I hold onto people. I hold onto moments. I know they are important, and so I save a place for them in my life.
It becomes more and more evident as time goes by how little I matter to a lot of people.
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