nineteen may
four : twenty-two

"someone should write a book about you two," i was told. i think people would stop reading about ten pages in.

"um, i don't really know how to bring this up, " he started, "but i really think you should go to your prom. and i guess i'm not really going now, so.."

and i told him i didn't want to go. i denied it and denied it and fought it and then i asked him to go with me.

ah, love.