I know I blocked you and you blocked me, but somehow I just wish there was a way that you would randomly come across this random page on this random website and realize it's me, writing about you. But, enough of that. Let's make this me, writing about me.

It's the girl you loved just a year ago. It's the girl who loves pop rocks and totally freaks out when she gets something in her eye. It's the girl with the small button nose that you've yet to see on anyone else. It's the girl who is down to sing at the top of her lungs in the car with you. It's the girl who is no longer going to make the recipe for perfection. It's the girl who used to pinch you with her toes. It's the girl who would blow in your mouth when we would kiss. The girl who took your virginity. The girl who tried so desperately hard to make sure you were happy and safe. The girl who wanted nothing but the best for you.