Talk:How the 'A' Stole Christmas/@comment-79.112.235.119-20141010195856

Seven months since he's gone, and I still feel he's with me. He was a big part of me, at some point I even thought he was the real me, but he wasn't. He was just an opposite reflection of who I really was. He was angry, sensitive and afraid of speaking. I am funny, brave and altruistic. He avoided talking about his own problems. I don't have any problems because I always speak to my friends.

Gosh, I speak about him like I speak about a freak, but at some point, this "he" and me were basically the same.

Time passes so fast, I'm still shocked by how I changed after he left. But he's never coming back. Never. At some point, I even believed I will miss him, and I did for a short time, but now, he's just a happy and sad memory. He was the way I will never be.