For You (DISCONTINUED)

Seven

My eyes shot open and I looked around frantically, looking for you. Then I remembered you were gone... I sighed and cussed under my breath as I noticed I was in our treehouse. My bag sat next to the latched door that lead to the outside world. My bag...

I got up quickly, watching as my vision filled with white stars. My head swelled and I pressed my hands to my temples, trying to relieve the pressure. It didn't work. I looked around, trying to see something. Anything. But all I saw was white..

After a few moments, my vision returned and I took a deep breath as I walked towards my bag. I grabbed it and sat down in the middle of the floor, emptying all the contents in front of me.

I looked at the pile of things that sat in a large mound on the dusty floor. I guess I'll go through them, it's not like there's anything else to do..

I started from the top, which would have been the bottom on bag.

My fuzzy blanket, the one you got me. I pressed it against my face and breathed in your scent. I really fucking miss you, can you tell?

My necklace. Mine was a key, you had the lock. We got them when we spent the day together at the mall..

My shirt. You had a matching one. They were "His/Hers" t-shirts. We always wore them.

My ring. It was an infinity sign/friendship ring thingy. Kendra had the other one. I haven't seen her in a few week now.. That girl was the greatest friend I could have asked for, and I left her behind. I'm a shitty person.

The kitchen knife. Ooh, shiny. I set it aside, I may need it later.

Another sweatshirt. I was wearing the one you gave me, but I brought my second fav. It had "Take Me Anywhere" written down the sleeve. It was black and one the front there was a picture of a really long road. A highway maybe, I don't know.

My Sleeping With Sirens bracelet. We got matching ones. They said "Your forever is all that I need..."

And lastly, the pill bottle.

I grabbed the knife and the pill bottle and set them on the windowsill. Then I threw my clothes onto the beanbag chair in the corner. I gathered everything else and set it on the end table, next to the window. Then I walked over to the second beanbag chair and plopped down onto it. There were two of those too.

With my fuzzy blanket wrapped around me, I settled down on the beanbag chair, resting my head back against the cool wooden wall. With the light coming through the window, I looked around again. This time noticing all the posters, photos, and drawings that hung on the walls. They were everywhere. I decided to start on the east wall because, why not?

There was a picture of me, wearing your hoodie, curled up on your bed. I was asleep. When I first saw it, I was kind of creeped out. I mean, who takes pictures of their sleeping girlfriend?

You always told me taking pictures of everything was your way of remembering. You never wanted to forget anything. Neither did I. So we took pictures. I was confused at the time though. Why would you want to take pictures of me when I was asleep? You were always good at explaining your reasoning.

Of course, it was to remember. Remember how I wore your things whenever I wanted to. Remember how childish I looked when I curled up in your bed. Remember how we were, so if there was a day that we weren't able to make anymore memories together, we would be able to remember.

I appreciate having the ability to remember us. Together. I know I can't have it back, but I can still remember how things were..

Next to that picture is a cork board. We stuck tacs into it, forming an 'A' and a 'D.'
I smiled as I remembered why yours was red and mine was green.

You wanted yours black. You said it was a very expressive color. I would correct you when you said black was a color. It was a shade. But anyways, there wasn't enough black tacs to form an 'A' so we counted out every different color and found that red had the most. We used red, that way we knew we wouldn't run out of those freaking tacs..

Those memories. The memories we made together is what I have left. They're all I have left of you and I. That's why I grasp on to them with everything I'm worth, with probably isn't much.. But I hold on to them, I keep them close to me.

I'll hold on to us forever
Because
I love you Austin.