Daydreaming In The Night

She had a nickname for me, what was it again?

As I walk towards my school, all of the memories started to flood back to me. I remember my school fondly, I remember the friends I've met throughout it. I even remember the time my teachers would yell at me. I remember the stupid things people would do across the halls. I remember so much of it. Then how come I can't remember her? I used to be so in loved with her, but now I can't remember her name. I remember how we've met, we met because I wanted to be friends with her. I stupidly asking her if she wanted to see cat pictures and that's how we became friends. Such a stupid way to ask a person if they wanted to become friends, but it worked, I guess. She even gave me a nickname, what was it again? I know it started with an "A" I know that she gave me that nickname because she wanted a name only she can call me. As I walk deeper into the campus, I passed by the library. The school's library! It's been a while since I stepped foot in. I remember that I spent my Valentines with her here, why did I again? Oh, it's because she's bad at math. Very bad, I still can't believe how she passed at the end of the year. It was worth it though, spending my time with her. At the end of it, she teased me with a "kiss", turns out to be the chocolate variety. But then it happened, she kissed me on my cheek. My whole world froze, time stopped, and I couldn't even fathom what happened. I remember the bells rung like it was meant to unfreeze my world, I remember that afterwards she started to walk away and I chased after her, I was finally truthful to myself and her, and finally told her the truth, that I liked her. I liked her so much that I even downloaded Fortnite to play with her. I liked her so much that I'd sacrifice my sleep since she couldn't. I liked her so much that I learned how to cook so that she finally eats lunch since she's too lazy to get lunch. Looking back at it, she was such a handful, why did I even like her so much? It doesn't really matter now, it was all in the past. If it doesn't matter, then why does it bother me that I don't remember the nickname she gave me? I remember all these things to the exact detail of it but I can't remember the nickname. Maybe If I continue walking It'll jog my memory. Speaking of which, I'm starving.