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 30

i will remember her:

at the beginning, when i was still resisting, when i’d only seen her once, maybe twice. i was at my desk at work and my phone buzzed against my monitor. flipped open, it showed a picture text of her stomach, beautiful. along with it were the words: “i’m not usually this forward.” i liked that she was, but i’d deleted the photo all the same. later i let her breach my walls; i only wish she’d been strong enough to let me do the same. i still think of this photo with a small ache.