I miss watching you brush your teeth, and your elbows, I miss those elbows. I miss my little spoon.
Leo, you never let me watch the fireworks at midnight, you dragged me across the happiest place on earth and while you were holding my hand I was looking behind me to see the colors. You never enjoy the colors.
I see in color now, I promise.
That was months ago, when it was still warm and I was at the edge of finally being happy without you. I remember that conversation and I wish I could go to that time and place and tell that sweet girl to walk away. I wish I could tell her run. But she didn't. & the boy, he never kept his promise.
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