Our first month together was the happiest month of my life. You might’ve hurt me the most but I will always love you the most. I would get back with you in a heartbeat, you make my heart flutter with the smallest of gestures and whenever your name is mentioned I can’t help but smile and think of all the small things. The walks around our sides of town, the pool makouts, the cringy streaks together, the photos of each other on our stories, the sleepovers. You may still be around but it will never be the same. I’ll always be waiting :/