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When?

When did we become so busy that our conversations changed from "oh you know what happened today?" to "it's a long story, I'll tell you sometime later."

When did we become so different that we started feeling there was no point of sharing those little, minute details of our daily lives with each other?

When did we grow so apart that we came to know even the major things in each other's lives either from someone else or much after they'd occurred?

When did we become so insecure that we stopped telling each other their flaws?

When did we fall out of love, and didn't even realize it?

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