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We have so many memories, just us two.



Remember all the times we went puddle jumping or dancing in the rain?

Remember our music:

Vanessa Carlton, Evanescence, Rob Zombie,

Linkin Park, Tatu, Moulin Rouge, Avril Lavigne?



Just put it on repeat.



Remember Willy Wonka and Gay Camp?

Remember Rainbow Youth and the Movie Nights?

Remember Full Moons and Howling to catch each other’s attention?



I haven’t seen the whole ‘Pack’ together in quite a while.



Remember our poetry - stacks and stacks of it?

Remember the time you jumped up and down on my bed - shirtless and drunk?



...It still squeaks, you know.



Remember wrestling on your living room floor?

Or the tickle fights at your computer desk?

Remember the bus rides?



Our intimidation.



Remember stealing my boxers?

Remember my walls of naked women?

Remember your closet?



Your mom never knew.



Remember the rats?

Remember the play?

Remember choir?



I miss singing by your side.



Remember the forever ring?

Remember the sleep overs?

Remember when you cut your hair?

Remember the photo shoot on my bed?



You were my first model.



Remember that one time you climbed through my bedroom window

And we told each other our life stories?



Remember writing each other pages of notes?



I never got tired of them.



Remember Squee and sitting on his roof?

Remember when Cuball bit my butt the first time he met me?

Remember when your mom thought I was a bad influence?



Me? Never!



Remember the good times.

Remember the bad.

Remember Me.



© Laura Stevens 2007