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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September 5

i will remember her:

in her old bedroom, at her mom’s house, after we’d gotten home from watching Mirrors, where she’d hid her head from the film and held my hand tight. her dog slept on the trundle, me beside her on the bed in the dog’s place. i knew she wanted me to kiss her first, i could feel it, and it was such a now-or-never moment. i looked up in the dark to find her levelling, looking at me, and i kissed her, and it was so intense it brought us upright, sitting in each other’s laps to get closer.