Well, a lot has happened since February last year.
I remember I took you out for your birthday celebration at Ben's, and you wore this pink shirt, well, you're fair, so it looked good on you.
And we talked and talked and ate.
Also that we watched SNL on Youtube, Rebecca the flirt specialist or something and had a ball laughing our asses off.
It was fun.
But that was last year.
And this year, everything has changed.
You're there,
and I am here.
Also today should be a significant day for us.
We should be celebrating,
but no, we're not.
Because you're there, and I am here.
And we are worlds apart.
I've seen you at (maybe) your worst,
and I still think you're the best.
I remember.
And I hope, by February next year, I will forget this,
and you.
