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 22

i will remember her:

browsing the racks of Forever 21. i hated shopping but i couldn’t get enough of her. she’d surprised me that morning, some weekend, out of slumber, and invited me to the mall. i fought off sleep and so we went. in her arms, her new winter coat: blue plaid, fuzzy inside, and i laughed only in my head. it looked better on, everything looks good on her. i got two burnout tees and every time i wear them i think of her laugh.