He kept telling me how I had no idea
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"In the process of growing up, I lost him. Somewhere along the way. Not over one day, it happened gradually, he disappeared a little more and more every day. Not his presence, we were always together but I felt like he was going somewhere, even when we were in the same room.
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I had always known that we were different, but I didn't know that he knew that.
He didn't tell me how I could ever be alone, how everything would work without him.
From now on forever."
Cecelia Ahern
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