…just found a seller on eBay selling Longchamp bags, in all sizes, for thirty-three dollars. God clearly loves me, or something.

Tonight when we were watching Captain America I remembered that one of my favorite things to do with you was watch movies. I loved when you would murmur, “hold up, pay attention, this part’s important; or every so often when you’d squeeze my hand a little bit tighter and make me tell you what was going on, making sure I was still paying attention because earlier I had shown absolutely no interest in watching this particular film; on the contrary, all of the times where you’d squeeze me around the belly, trying to reign in all of my energy, my passion, the emotional investment I got for characters, refusing to tell me what happens in the end despite my demands. Mostly, though, I loved those movie dates for the way that your lips tickled mine and I’d pause to smile and our heartbeats both echoed in my ear.