pictures

dear z, 

the worst thing to learn when you’re drunk at work is that your photos of the spring you spent with your estranged girlfriend have been developed. i received an email a few minutes ago telling me that the pictures i sent to be developed (the ones of when juniper and i lived in that 2nd floor apartment for 10 days) had been developed and were available for viewing. there was juniper playing guitar, looking grumpily at me as i took a picture of her in bed, and the picture she took of me at the beach. 

as much as it’s corny and embarrassing to say, i think i fell in love with her all over again, and the fact that she’s avoiding my messages is particularly painful. between that and the general depressive melancholy i’ve been struggling with today, i might just go home early. 

all my love,

lola