Remember Loteria,
I snap-chatted you. I saved the video.
The smile from the video. You're smile. That cute smile. The smile I can always remember and can't seem to forget.
I can be mad at you, but when I see that video the madness flows away from my mind.
I don't have to replay it on my phone, but it's engraved in my head.
You make me so fucking happy.
Remember, Long Beach.
When we got lost, I didn't care as long as I had you by my side.
Whilst leaving, I broke down.
You were there for me.
You could've just dropped me off, but you stopped the car. You talked to me. You made me feel better.
Remember Rolling Hills.
Remember how you walked me to the bank.
How I tried to hold your hand but it didn't work.
How you bit me, it was satisfying.
Remember Monday.
When I told you what happened in school.
How I told you I got made fun of.
Fun of how much I liked you giving me pain.
How you texted me; wishing you'd fuck up whoever said that.
Remember, Red West.
How we were ghetto and went to buy drinks at the 99 cent store while they were cooking our pizza.
How cute that video you took of me was.
How we were next to your car eating Cold Stone ice cream.
I couldn't stop looking at you, you're so fucking beautiful.
How we were smelling candles at Big Lots.
Remember, Panera.
How we tried looking for outlets at different coffee stores and ended up there.
How you wet me before going in.
How I sat right next to you, how you rested your head on my shoulder while I helped you type your communications speech.
Remember, the Panera parking lot.
We were supposed to bust a 'We're the Millers'.
Remember, Terraces.
When we first hung out.
We watched Ted 2.
You hit me with popcorn; made a good shot into my eye.
Remember, Lomita Park.
Where we watch movies.
Where we vaped.
Where we drank strawberry shakes.
..... to be continued.....
