It’s as far as remembering the girl who got an abortion to you used to work at bed bath and beyond. I can't think of entering that store without envy.
That time I tried to grab your hand in the car and you conveniently switched them on the steering wheel.
All the times you chose me. All the times you changed your mind.
I've avoided an entire town for 3 ******* years because I can't enter it without remembering you entering me.
I hate myself for all of this.