All me, but not.

You used to have so many.
Pet names, nick names.
Pretty much the same but what was important is that you had them.
Something cute or specific.
A personal joke or small piece of wit. You said it.
Made something up to tease or maybe even please, just to simply release the closeness that we once shared.
As stupid as it may seem, they made me feel special.
It was the representation of the growth of our shared stories.
Now I am to you what I am to everyone else.
Friendship hiccuped and that familiarity was lost.
Everything is so damn serious now.
And I hate it.

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