Remember when I passed you in the hallway? looking like the way you did four years ago half-wishing you'd say hi instead of staring emotionlessly.

I despise how small things like walking a particular road or seeing a shade of colour can easily remind me of the fact that we were once inseparable. Polar opposites, but oddly created a great pair. You were someone I thought would never be this important to me, an anomaly. The only one who doesn't fit, yet holds the most memories.

But truth to be told, I long the way your eyes stared at me with so much intensity. The way you smile mischievously when you tried to piss me off. The way your jacket smelled like Autumn in mid-November. The way your laughs were carefree. The way your motivated me with only a word. You're the only one who's good at that. The way you cared for me when I didn't bother to. The way you were proud of the way I felt about you. The way you held my hands unintentionally. The way you were jealous but too prideful to admit it. The way you ran with me laughing as I tried to catch up. The way you trusted me with everything. The way you kept saying sorry and promised me we wouldn't get mad at each other ever again. Look where that got us.

You never know why sometimes I call you "Jess " instead of your real name or why the colour brunette reminds me of you. The code word itself is just as intricate as you are. The kind of intricacy I've always been glad to deal