I still wear the bracelet you made me.

Even though it's over, you still mean a lot to me, and I still love you. Maybe it's not in the disgusting romantic way, and maybe it hasn't been that way for over a month. You are the first girl who has shown me how wonderful life can be if you take the time to spend it with someone you care about.

Spanish class is going to be different now, and seeing you will hurt. Too bad many of our friends are mutual, because I know I can't hang out with you, at least not now because I'll fall in love again.

These blue, black, and glow in the dark plastic beads have become assimilated into my wrist. I will feel naked without them.

They are pretty, they remind me of you, they remind me of myself.

They remind me of the good times.