valentine's day
On this day in 2005, I realized I was going to be okay, so I turned around and looked at John. Tomorrow, a pile of us will be playing The Game of Life in Jersey's room, and I will sit sideways and use his shoulder as a back rest. John will proceed to panic since the bruise on his arm is still healing from when I hit him with a book after a sly, flirty comment I wasn't ready for a week before.