i think the saddest thing that ever happened to us. or didn't happen. was the fact that you could never just drive to my house to pick me up for a date. you never called me up to say "hey, what do you want to do tonight?" and we never got to argue for twenty minutes about who had to decide. i never spent forever getting ready so that when you came to my door i could look perfect.
but the greatest tragedy of all is that. i never got to make out with you in my driveway at the end of the night.
