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I always hated romcoms. They made my cry. Unreasonably.
I would talk to him about them, telling him how frustrated they made me despite the fact that I binged them all the time. He would watch me with that playful smirk of his, the smirk that felt just like home. And he would say, "You're cute when you're mad, Sarah."
And I would melt all over again.
My friends used to tell me I was a different person around him. Nicer, happier. I would laugh and give him a nudge, saying, "He brings out the best in me."
He did bring out the best in me.
And then he left.
And I was left standing in the debris of all parts of me, unsure of who I was anymore.
