I braced myself every moment since you said those words for the hurt that would come. It was inevitable, and the dread resided in a distant place in my mind, preparing my body to implode the moment our love parted. I almost felt it the night of graduation. Our merry band of friends attended your commencement ceremony, and we cheered for you with all the oxygen in our lungs. I was so proud to see you succeed. We all took a group photo with my Polaroid camera, which I still have. It is a happy souvenir from a happy past with happy people. We all went to this diner afterward and discussed the our aspirations we would all pursue in the future. Xienna wanted to be a model and swore she would make it on the Parisian runway. Ezra joked he would
