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It was strange. After all these years, he didn’t know how to talk to her. It was as though the passing of time brought its own formality. How someone you once slept beside every night could become a stranger through years of silence. As though, except for brief interludes, the natural setting of humanity was to be impossibly distant from each other.
— Matt Haig, The Midnight Train: A Novel (Viking, May 26 , 2026)
(via (7) Image posted on Mar 31, 2016 – @mrharristweed on Tumblr)
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“Sometimes I wonder how someone can go from being the first person you want to tell everything to… to becoming the one thing you can’t even mention without your chest feeling heavy. It’s strange how memories can feel warm and painful at the same time.”