I remember polka dots, and cowboy boots. A rabbit fur coat, falling in the SA driveway on my head. Playing that game on the playground where you didn't touch the ground, but it was like tag. Only two of us, it was only us two. We were practically inseperable. I remember halloween, and fake nails. A bean bag chair, and a tiny electric piano that was played at the late hours of the night. The notes that were taped to my hand while I slept, and always winning when we wrestled. Chuck E Cheese and my first fake kiss (funny I don't remember my first real one), selling juice, the flag. The new schools, the new friends, the seperation that came with it. Turning into two different people, who, if they had met half-way into their first year of Jr. High would have never had anything to do with the other. I remember learning to skate backwards, and finding out that her friends weren't all that nice. Throwing a lamp. Getting locked in the bathroom. Her being irresistible 'cos she was pretty, me with my interesting personality. IN that aspect, we were made for each other. We both had something about us that people found interesting. But aside from that, we were nothing alike. We never had been. I remember our notebook, our video, the boys. Practically living together for a summer. Getting in trouble, smoking, almost getting run over. The beach, the parking complex, the scooter, the broken desk. Then High School, back together, with an even wider rift between us, but we stuck together. Her friends began to accept me. I remember rice krispie breakfast, candy, rain, the parties, the bands, the people. And then....then it ended. It ended almost a year ago, and I still remember. How did it end? It ended quicker then a day. She robbed me, she took something that she couldn't see, when she did it. She took my heart, she took my trust, she took my willingness to live, and she took my faith in humanity.