I remember how it all began. I remember how we talked for the first time like we’ve known each other for long. I remember how we laughed together during silly times. I remember how we exchanged messages all throughout the day. I remember all the times I ranted at you over nonsense things. I remember how you got mad at me when I skipped eating and overslept. I remember how we went to different places together.

And even though all of these are nothing but memories now, I still love to remember how it all started. But I don’t want to remember how it all ended.