I was listening to ‘Walls’ by All Time Low when it popped in my head. It was November, close to my friend Nicole’s birthday. She lives in Canada and I had got a passport to go visit it her for her birthday. Someone had to drive me up there and home and apparently Matt was the one driving. We were in his car, his cute 2004 black Ford Focus that so many good memories happened in, and listening to the radio in silence. He was happy to see me. Me? Not so much. I was still pissed at him for ditching me but yet I was letting him drive me to Canada.

            He starts talking to me sweetly, apologizing for everything bad he did and I started crying uncontrollably. He pulls over to the side of the road and puts the car in park and holds me in his arms and I just continue to cry and saying the words, “I love you” over and over again. And surprisingly he says them back to me. He kisses me on the forehead and says he’ll never leave me again. I believe him. He continues to drive to Canada, holding my hand the entire time, letting me play whatever I want on the radio - he never liked the same music as I did.

            We pull up into Nicole’s driveway and she runs out of her house and gives me a huge hug. (It’s the first time we’ve ever met in person.) I introduce her to Matt and he leaves to go to be with friends of his so Nicole and I can have time to hang out and party. I stay there for a weekend and when Sunday rolls around Matt and I are supposed to leave to go back home.

            Nicole and I wait for him in her driveway for an hour before I realize he left without me. :|

            I guess even daydream Matt is a douchebag. :(