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pink hair and motorcycles
you remember that one time when ava fell off the swings and cut her knee? how everyone laughed at her for her childish hubris in thinking she could jump and land, unscathed, from that high a distance? how the laughter roared as they watched a 9-year-old cry and clutch her knee with both hands, creating a burrow for blood under her nails? how, without a moment of hesitation, you ran to her, helped her up, and walked her to the nurse’s office? yeah. didn’t think you’d remember it, if i’m being totally honest. well, that moment, watching you put her arm around your shoulder for balance, so she could hop her way down a flight and half of stairs for a single band-aid, i think I fell in love with you. maybe love is an exaggeration, but looking at these old photos of us, with your hair flying in the wind and my hair tucked in your helmet as i clutched your waist for dear life, the two of us, flying down the freeway on your motorcycle, i can’t think of a better word to describe my feelings for you. these pictures, now covered in layers of dust, remind me of everything that could have been. of everything that will never be. i lost you so many addictions ago, i guess i should’ve known when your words turned to lies, and your lies turned to routine, but i didn’t want to believe that the girl with the bright pink hair and tacky leather jackets, the girl that i had fallen so hard for, was now gone. that she had been replaced with someone who simply went through the motions every day, no longer able to feel anything for anyone, someone who looked in the mirror, wishing that the reflection would be blank. the doctors say that your liver gave out, but i think that the real cause was that you gave up. i saw how hard you fought, how you ran away from who you’d become, leaving us behind in a race to find yourself. you were gone long before the red line representing your heart’s last efforts flattened. you’ve been gone so long that i’ve had to rely on these pictures to make sure that you were ever real. you’ve become nothing but a memory, a hope, a wish for better, a tragic story that i wish i never was a part of. i miss you, more than you could ever know, more than i can ever process. i miss you because no matter what happened, no matter where you went, no matter how long you’ve been gone, i still loved you.
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