a snap memory came up from one year ago today. It was a video of me forcing you to help me clean your locker. It looked so good and even though you said you hated it I could see the pride in your face. That night I went over to your house and we watched movies and cuddled on your couch. I would tease you and you would roast the shit out of me and then we'd laugh. We made out and every once and a while you'd stop to tell me how I was so cute. Leaving was always awful. I wanted you to stay with me forever. You'd tell me it was time to go and I just dreaded it. Our love was just so strong and so joyous. Why did you fall out of it? Was it not enough? I love you. I want you. Why did you have to leave me?