You still occupy 30% of my memory.
Your favorite Christmas carol is by Wham!
Your mother’s is “Same Auld Lang Syne”.
Your favorite color is orange.
When we went to the beach that summer, we ran back to the house because forgot something and instead of making out, we put couch pillows up our shirt and took pictures.
You made my grandmother laugh.
Both of them, actually.
The other day, when someone made a peace sign to say goodbye, my gut instinct was to make one and touch theirs.
But that’s crazy.
This is all so fucking crazy.