At first, of course, the breakup was the only thing I could ever think about.
Then it became like a really good (or terrible, actually) movie I saw and couldn't get out of my mind.
Then a TV show I would watch over and over.
Then an old rerun I would catch every now and then.
Then a book I would revisit because it was always open on my bedside table.
Now it's a book on a shelf.
How long until I forget the story?
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