Venting. Let me be everyone. Don’t judge.
‘Remember January when I first met you.? Remember february, didn’t see you valentines day there was nothing I could do? Remember march … Things were good in march. April? April was pretty distant. May? I remember may, the first time you told me you loved me. Graduation, your last weeks of being a senior. Remember the parties ? All those parties on the weekend? Remember you, josh, Sergio, Domingo? Those other ppl too ? That one guy , Rafa ? What about the times when you would drink and actually have a good time. You had a good time. Remember the good morning phone calls where I would hear about your little beer pong games? You thought it was like the Olympics. Never once did you say it was stupid. Remember when you would be on the phone with me and tell me ur day….your entire day? Remember when you told me you would be there ? Remember when you actually made an effort ? An effort with everyone. You were real. Too real. I always did like hearing your stories. I didn’t write this for what you think I did. I wrote this because that’s what I miss. All that I miss of you as a person. Just a thought that passed through my mind tonight for no particular reason. ‘
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