A chapter of her story

I saved up for weeks to buy her this bracelet, just a simple thing with her birthstone. I thought she’d wear it, keep it close, but one day I saw it abandoned in the lost-and-found bin. I felt the ache Frank sings about: "I care for you still and I will forever." It hurt, knowing she’d forgotten something that meant so much to me. In a way, I think that’s how she felt about me too—just a phase she’d moved past.