-City and colour
-Sun glasses
-Trying to ball room dance
-Loud bands
-Loud laughter
-Hugs
-Long talks
-Fights/makeups
-E-mails confessing undying love
-Touch
-"Derailed", "Xmen", "Superman"
-the quarries
-PEI
-12 o'clock
-VW
-Temper tantrums
-Best friends
-Comfort
-Kisses
-Romanos
-Dog tags
-Car accidents
-smiling to myself
-ex/new girlfriends
-First true love
-Aquatic centre
-Tattoos
-Exit 133
-Bon fires
-Fire works
-Smoking
-Energy drinks
-Prom party
-Wing night
-Honesty
-Lies
-Moving
-Sleeping
-Ball games
-Gum
-All day conversations via e-mail
-Phone calls
-Shouting
-"moving on"
-Cosmo magazine
-Red hair
-Drums
-Sun roofs
-Having the window down
-Pictures
-Sweaters
-KBM
-Text messages
-Flowers
-the future
-The past
-Broken hearts
-3 and a half hours
-Canada day
-Meals at rout 1
-Air guitar
-Swearing
-Sex
-"The eyes"
-15 days... 6 days early
-Being thrown in the pool
-Your way of forggeting
-Cartoons







Mid day.
Exposing everything to one person. Odd for me, in my natural ways of hating myself.
Sun beats down and causes our two bodies to become relentless...
and then as we join to become one, it mocks us in a way...
in such a way that i adore the way the beads of sweat form on his forhead and dance on his skin.
I throw my head, press my nails into his back, and scream his name..
this is finially not about you. and finally im moving on..
but not with him, either.