This time last year I met you at a dinner party.
This time last year you picked me up with your car. We listened to your favourite songs, spoke about your brother that just died. I told you everything’s going to be okay.
This time last year we travelled to the coast. We danced on table tops and swam in cold pools. We ate crunchy fries and laughed with your family.
This time last year we fought.
This time last year we ended whatever it is that we had.
And right now, I miss you.
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