Mornings and nights have been the hardest. I wake up thinking of you and all of the good times we had. Other than that though I've been in a really good mood and really happy for some reason most of the time.
Today at practice though I had a flashback of the time we went fishing. It was hot outside at practice so when a breeze came I leaned my head back and enjoyed the wind. It made me think about how I was over heated with a headache on the boat so I decided to lay down. He came up behind me and put a cold water bottle on my neck. It felt so good. I remembered the feeling of it and I remembered the feeling of your hand rubbing my back after. What happened to that boy? Where'd he go?
I also packed up all of your stuff for you to get when you get home tomorrow. I don't mean just your shorts and shirts. I mean the monkey stuffed animal you gave me for Valentine's Day, the movie tickets from every movie we went see, the letter you wrote me to tell me you loved me the first time (I was so naive then), the diamond now necklace you gave me for my 16th birthday, the book you bought me at the bookstore, every obit of us that was ever printed out. I mean everything. You can have it all back. Maybe that other girl will like it?
