- Stop buying expensive sunglasses right before we break up for the last time.
- You laugh until you cry and you can’t breathe and your face starts to turn blue over a card that reads “A sad, fat dragon with no friends.”
- Fragmented memories that become further removed from reality each time they cross my mind.
- He takes a picture of us at your 20th birthday party. You’re asleep with your head in my lap. I have it saved somewhere.
- You kiss me, like it’s a favor done for me.
- I Ignore the problems as if rings on our fingers will make them irrelevant.
- I remember when I believed I would stop thinking about you.
- The last time we have sex is in my parents’ bed. I make you pizza but can’t eat any. We talk after and it is uncomfortable. I don’t ask you the questions I need to. You leave and I go to a party to drink.
- You didn’t have to save me. You tell me that I should love you better as if I’m holding you back.
- I watch you go to Yahoo’s search engine and look up “Google Images” so you can find pictures to use in a presentation for your computer literacy class.
- I have to buy three pairs of sunglasses on our trip to Disneyworld.
- The secret to losing weight quickly is severe insomnia and a diet that consists entirely of alcohol and diet soda.
- I chew gum almost every time I leave the house.
- I start writing myself notes and letters to keep from texting you. Sometimes I open these and read through them to see how much they still resonate with me.
- I get this feeling when you hold me close I know it’s burning but I won’t let go They told me I couldn’t go higher I’m flying with my wings on fire
- I break my hand while telling my brother about what you did and what you’re doing. I am drunk and the shed doesn’t react to my fist against its wall.
- Tell me that you love me, even if it’s fake.
- You ask me if the shuttle at the Kennedy Space Center is the Space Needle.
- I start chewing gum when I’m anxious because you read something somewhere that said it might help.
- I kiss you like your lips provide oxygen and I am suffocating.
- His roommate tells me you are just a phrase for him. I’m too drunk to know if this is a lie.
- The first time we make love is right after I get my license and right before you get yours. You deserve an actual bed for your first time but you insist that an abandoned parking lot on campus is fine. The cramped backseat of my Volkswagen is okay. As long as it’s me.
- The difference between moving on and forgetting.
- I am drunk and crying and alone when my brother’s girlfriend offers to kick your ass. She could beat you in a fight and it makes me laugh.
- My hand is still in a splint when I drive into a telephone pole. The police officer asks if I swerved because a deer jumped in front of me and I say yes.
- There’s snow covering the windows of my car. The only thing that gets through is light from the street lamps. In the backseat, we are the only source of heat. We are alone.
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