every time i have seen a shooting star it has been during an intense and personal moment. the first time i was on the porch alone with the ghost of ahna hanging around me. the second time we were in noah's driveway and you were talking about christina. i wanted to tell you that i had been through something similar. i wanted to help you heal. was that foolish of me?

the last time was at penland i was holding hands with annie and we were crossed looking up absolutely dazed out of our minds. i still miss her from time to time but that would've been fucking weird if it had worked out anyway. she's 26 what did you expect? she has a dog and a house and a car.

but no matter how i try, i will not forget.