I wrote my 1000 word short story about my last month in Rhode Island for a while. It was about all the good times Brittany and I shared together. We had so much fun together. The stars night was amazing. Just fucking amazing.

"I don't want to lose you."
"Don't worry. You won't. We have something special. We will be friends forever."

I left it at that. No need to bring up shitty bad memories. We may not be friends anymore but who says I have to forget about the good times. They were fucking amazing and worth cherishing. Some things are meant to be. Things happen for a reason. What those reasons as to why are we probably will never know.