Someone picked up the sun and pinned it to the sky again, but every day it hangs a little lower than the day before. It's like a negligent parent who only knows one half of who you are. It never sees how its absence changes people. How different we are in the dark.
Make your absence not so long in a way that someone would learn to miss you and not that absence that someone would start to forget you and live without you.
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