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Charcoal Face Mask in Because I'm Forgetting You

  • Dec. 13, 2019, 1:27 a.m.
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Hey. Remember last summer, when we went to the beach, we found that Rascal Flatts song I fell in love with? “Love what you’ve done with the place”? It still makes me think of you. I listened to it for the first time in a long time…Probably not since before you left.

Remember one day we were sitting in our room trying to figure out what we were gonna do for the day. Obviously too lazy to do anything. We were listening to that song on repeat because I love how it’s pretty much all about you. You had that charcoal face mask crap. I always wondered if those actually worked.

Remember how we never set up the mirror for the dresser and it just always stayed leaning up against the wall next to it? We sat there on that floor in front of that mirror and put that black crap all over our faces. I never thought we would have as much fun as we did.

It felt so weird when it was drying. I felt like my skin was wrinkling and I was aging 100 years in a couple of minutes. Obviously, you had to take a picture of us to post. We were looking pretty cool. You were looking for a caption for this photo. The first thing I thought of was ‘The Incredible’s’. It looked like we had masked on. But it was kinda creepy because our entire face was covered in this black gunk I could get from the fire pit. I don’t know where it came from but I have to admit, what I said was perfect.

“Are we villains or are we superheros”?

That got you laughing. And it was great.
I don’t hear it anymore you know…your laugh. It went away a while ago now. I guess its just been that long since I’ve made you smile. Breaks my heart to think about it. Maybe one day, we can talk about weather we’ve become superheros or villains in our lives without each other . Maybe I’ll manage to make you laugh again. I’ll pay better attention next time, because I don’t want to ever forget the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.


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