Archive of Our Own ^beta

I remember when I first noticed that you liked me back. We were in your favorite diner waiting for the waitress to bring us the check. It was sort of a strange look on you, considering that normally, you had a sense of light beneath your eyes. Not a spark.

We had a no strings attached agreement but, I had been in love with you forever and you were afraid of commitment, so that was the best I could do. But when you looked at me like that, I knew my whole world just tilted on it axis.

And yeah, maybe I’ve pictured waking up next to you every day. But you’ve left my fantasies and now I’m alone again.

Remember when we visited the Lower East Side and found that old bar? Remember how we danced the whole night? I don’t think I can ever really forget.

The next day we went to that fancy photo studio you always talked about. Playing photographer was fun. Especially with you. I think the picture of you against the flower wall is my favorite. I always said that I liked you dressed in black from head to toe.

But, I think I like you best when you’re just with me and no one else.

But now your side of the bed is cold and my insomnia is back.

One of my favorite memories is when it was just you and me, making out and sleeping all day. I think I realized I was in love with you then. I just wanted to stay like that forever.

I miss you Anne. And I’m sorry.