I watched my favorite movie today. As I watched it, I began to remember how I told you the main character reminded me of you. As the movie played, I wasn’t watching the person. I was watching you. Maybe that’s why I cried during the happy parts. Because I saw the boy smile and it reminded me of yours.

I picked up that poetry book you gave me for our two-month anniversary in October. We used to talk about poetry like we breathe air. It was natural. Ironically, it’s titled “Gasoline.” You were the gasoline that lit my heart.

I listen to the playlist I made as a surprise for you. It had all of the songs we listened to together and fell asleep to. I still remember that moments we had listening to them and how you smiled when I have that CD to you.

I looked at that yearbook photo of you that I keep in my wallet. I remember how you hated it because of your braces. You were so glad to have them off. I thought you still looked cute with them. You told me to shut up and kissed me

I remember the first time you told me you loved me. We weren’t dating. You were telling me how you’d felt about me for a year. I told you I couldn’t imagine having feelings for someone for that long. It’s funny because it’s been six months since I’ve talked to you and you don’t know I still love you.