Flower Crowns & Hookah

  She said I wouldn’t want those either.

She’s right.

  I don’t want to hold hands, I don’t even want to speak because you are the one thing. You are you are the one thing. The chances to change were endless, every day was a new decision to make, and it was a new day to make time. I didn’t have much of it, but I tried really hard to keep my head above water. I’ve forgiven you completely but I can’t seem to get any of it from my head. The images play like the disturbing images of American Horror Story season two. I can’t look at you, and when I do-I don’t think about time wasted. I think of the best times, and I listen to music we enjoyed, danced to, kissed to, and argued to. We could light up the world, start a fire work show, or we could make it dark. I loved memorizing your pretty face and the smell of excitement that rubbed off the sweater I wanted you to get rid of.

When a new soul mate comes along, treat her right, even better than me. Do things for her that you never did for me. Stay over until she wants you to leave, not until you want her to leave. Don’t let a second pass without letting her know she’s on your mind. Don’t cheat, don’t lie. It’s not that difficult.