Ink On A Notepad

you

[Cece]

i remember, as we got older, your eyes lost their shine. when you smiled, it usually seemed so forced. you were the first of us to go.

why did your smile disappear? i remember when you'd screech, and scream with excitement in the playground as you and your group of friends played tag, how you always wore your blonde ringlets down around your freckled face, because it felt too constricted to stay in a pony tail. i remember how you got in trouble at school for always having it down.

i remember.

Grayson.