epilogue:

 

and she'd said, 'don't you forget about me.' i keep my promises.

this is the after-story
of (ellipsis).

out of the confusion, consequence. she chose another path. so now, now i need a place to put all the memories she asked me to make.

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August 23

i will remember her:

studying for an exam for class the next day. i sat behind her, straddled around her hips, her shoulderblades in my cheek, i waited. i got bored. i got a sharpie, she took her shirt off and let me draw on her back while she worked. i gave her wings, i gave her words, i loved her then as i always had. but in secret. i was wearing a To Write Love on Her Arms shirt that wound up on the floor. the sweat of us, the sex of us, left the sharpie all over her couch and reminded us in the morning.