Maybe it was getting stoned and singing it at unreasonable volumes for the hour, but that song that was so popular a few months back will probably always remind me of H. That was the most recent relationship I've had, I suppose. Ended about a year ago, of the fast and furious sort.

It was almost prophetic. Now you're just somebody that I used to know. Even at the time, I knew that it would soon be the way we felt about each other. He wasn't right for me, nor perhaps me for him. But that stupid video will always make me think of him and my dingy blue couch.

And that first night. How after we went out on the porch to smoke a cigarette and you wrapped your arm around me from behind. That was one of those rare moments.

Forgive me, I grow sentimental.