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 27

i will remember her:

walking past a Sephora in the city, remarking offhand that she wanted to learn to use black eyeliner, one of the few makeups i used. i grinned, happy to help, toured her through the Urban Decay section. along with the eyeliner, we wound up with three eyeshadows and god knows what else that amounted to a hundred dollars, though she didn’t know that. it was worth it, though: next time she met me in Penn she was wearing it, proud and excited to see that i’d noticed. so adorable.