Because of my move next week I've had to start cleaning my room and thus I've come across pictures and other momentos from my time with The Graduate. Even though I'm in a better place because I knew it was time to end it, a little part of me pains every time I find another piece of our life together. Today I found the paper bag that drove to school and left in the fridge for me.
It contained watermelon and on the outside he wrote a sweet message. It was a demonstration of the sweet stuff he was capable of doing when he didn't put anyone else before me. The moments that were few and far in between during our year together but that I had to live for and constantly remind myself of until the next event happened.
I'm undecided on whether I'll post the picture of the bag (my compromise for being able to actually part with it). It's not that there's anything super personal on it but I just don't know if one day I do decide to get over him if I want to view the message again.
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