Baby, we had so many dates. We made so many memories. Many pictures were taken, and many kisses were shared. Yet, we had no idea what we were. I never asked you to be my girlfriend yet. You never asked me to be your boyfriend yet. So, when you asked me what we were, I didn't know what to answer. It took me a while to answer, but I smiled and told you that we were a couple, of course. You smiled at my answer, and just nodded. I was glad that you remember me now. I was glad that I became a constant in your daily life. I was glad that you're mine, baby.
I remember that you approached me while carrying a notebook in your hand. You told me to open it, so I did. What shocked me is that there were tons of pictures of me, of you, of us. The first page that greeted me was the first picture you took of me, when I was smiling while looking at you at your birthday. The square film was taped to the top of the page, and on the space left below were the words, 'Lee Chan, a cute boy with a cute name.' The last page that I saw was the latest date we had. Both of us were on the picture, and you were smiling brightly at the camera while I was planting a kiss on your cheek. On the space below, it had the date and just everything we did together that day.
But, if there was one date that I remembered so well, it was our very last date. It was when things went downhill, and around that time was when I regret ever meeting you.
