#WhyI'veStayed
You ask me why I’ve stayed. It’s because of the first day we met. How the words were stuck, shy in my throat. Because of how he got down on one knee outside the movie theater, breath present in the cold air, pulling out a hollowed heart necklace and asked: “will you be my girlfriend?” Because of the playlists we made each other on youtube, his filled with EDM and old, slow Korean love songs his mom used to sing at the karaoke. Because of how he gave me the password to his iTunes and lets me download whatever song I want. Because of how we used to always stop at kum & go and get reese’s cups and Dr. Pepper every night. Because of how he’s trusted me with the death of his best friend, the nightmares coming back once a year, and how he can’t help but drink the pain away. How he never let me ignore him during an argument, driving over to talk it out, no matter what time of day it was. Because, even though he stayed here for me, he reassures that I didn’t ruin his dreams of living in Pe...