My name is Jane, and I'll bet you've felt like me before.

December 24th, 2011

Remember that time in class when our other friends weren’t there, and it was just you and me? 
That’s when I saw you for you, and fell in love.
Remember when you would text me, even though your girlfriend hated me? You told me our friendship was more important than her.
Remember how you laughed at my jokes? No one else thought they were funny.
Remember that afternoon we sat on the grass and laughed? I would’ve told you I loved you, but you had to go. 
Remember how our classes changed, and we went our separate ways, and stopped being in love? I never stopped.
Want to know what I remember most?
December 25th, 2010, at exactly 12:00 am, I got a text from you that said “I have never loved a girl more than I loved you. Merry Christmas, Jane.”
January 1st, 2011, 12:01 am. “Happy New Year! Here’s to us.”
But what you remember most, I’m sure, is when I got scared. When stopped replying. When I told you that I was in love with someone else. When I changed my relationship status, and moved on. 
It’s my fault we can’t love each other anymore.
And that’s what December reminds me of.


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