It's been two months since Christopher broke up with me. She thought she might want to listen to some radio, so she turned it on. She flipped the on switch just as the chorus of a song came on.

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky like shooting stars I could really use a wi-

She turned it off. It was painful just hearing it. Oh Jessica, why does this song make things painful? You ask. Well, I will tell you.

Christopher knocked on the door of her room. "what do you want! Who are you! Why are you here!" Jessica shouted. Chris cracked open the door.

"Jess it's me. Chris. Your boyfriend. I heard you grandfather just died."

So it starts there. We made a plan that he would play a song instead of knocking so he wouldn't get my grumpy side. So the next day….

I'm sitting in my room, still grieving for my grandpa. As a song starts to play outside my door.

"Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky like shooting stars"

I guess you get it now.

Sorry it was super short. It'll be longer, I promise