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History is nothing. It can be recycled or thrown away completely. It isn't this sacred treasure chest I mistook it to be. We were something, but history isn't enough to keep something alive forever. You're not the best friend and love of my life I've spent this past month mourning, and missing before that. I don't want to talk to you anymore.

You're still alive for Grandma. You're still around making more films. You're still around to whip out your camera phone and play one of your videos for her. You're still around to hold my hand and kiss me good morning. I know you're not alive, but I know I don't treat you like you're dead. I know you're watching, but I know there's a chance you're not. I know you're not around to live and I know you're always going to live through me.