Somebody that I used to know. 

Then you became nothing but a mere memory. The things that I remember of you contain some good memories, the little quirks, and when it all fell apart. I used to know you so well, better than you knew your own self. I was the one person who accepted all your flaws and looked past them. Because I saw something worth much more. I saw something that overrides what everyone saw in their eyes. I helped you become the better person you wanted to become. That person you wanted me to look at and want to be with. That person that could give me happiness. But in the end, you turned out to be the person that never changed. You. 

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