I remember a lot of things
About January.
January was beautiful.
January was in color.
I remember when your car skidded on black ice and you thought
You were going
To die
And you thought of me.
I remember when you asked me for a picture of myself
To show
Your friends
Because you were proud.
I remember at three a.m. one day you sent me a paragraph about
How beautiful
You found
My eyes.
I remember lighting up inside seeing your name pop up on my phone.
I remember missing you when we said goodnight.
I remember when that feeling
I remember when we promised
To go get coffee
And we
Never did.
I remember growing apart.
I remember a lot of things about January.
February was black and white.

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