Sometimes I fear learning.
If you can learn how to live without your phone, or some other "necessity", then surely you can learn to live without me...and that's what I'm afraid will happen. You'll learn to live without me, and I'll be nothing but a memory to you. A strange and foreign memory.
A memory of someone you can forget, no matter what I do for you. You'll forget this too, you'll forget everything good I've said and done for you.
And the sad part may be that I won't forget. But you will, because you never really cared.
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