Thursday, June 7, 2012

The Memories of One Friday in March



Do you remember the day you walked home with me and we played basketball with Ash in the driveway? Do you remember the butterfly, I'm not going to say any more about that bit, but do you? Do you remember that you picked me up and kissed me for the first time ever, with Ash watching then told me that you loved me? Do you remember the secret I told you seconds after? Do you remember any of it? Because I do and it was the most amazing day I have lived yet, the only problem is I don't want to forget it. So in turn I can't forget you, no matter how hard I try. If that day meant anything to you, then don't I at least get a real goodbye? 

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