the sidewalk we walked on still makes me sad. i walk in the street down that block now. i keep remembering little memories and it makes me feel like i’m choking. why cant you want me the same. my camera has 20 pictures of you and the day after we broke up i went to the walgreens down the street to get them developed. i’ll put them in an envelope or something because i can’t bear to even see the corner of your face
