Things I Don't Remember.

a terrible headache complete with nausea, two bottles of white at a discount of $10 (one far too sweet), writing a single word in a beautiful red notebook for a beautiful girl, red wine, repetition, smoking Camels from an Altoid tin in a beer garden lit from a tea light candle at our table, a car trip, a skipped heartbeat, not vodka, any conversation, getting out of any car, failing to recognise you, a desperate look in his eye, desperation everywhere in that night air, disgusting best friends, more beer, another trip in a car, a noise that shook us both, repetition, open French doors, coldness, an inevitable inability to sleep.