Memories Burnt on Paper

One night in the summer at 2am and i was giggling your name. Three words on the tip of my tongue. i really thought you were my four-ever and more. It was your birthday the 5th day of June. Six pages in my diary that day which i wrote about you. 777...i thought of it as a sign. I dreamed of us in a boat in the lake playing cards. you pulled out an 8 numbered card and my cards were all jokers..For a while i was on cloud 9. i wanted to yell out that i loved you 10000 times. One day in the winter it all changed. 2am was full of crying and the three words no longer sounded true. It turned from four-ever to never-ever we couldn't proceed five minutes without bickering. The six pages made my heart crumple and it only took seven days for everything to change. Eight unread texts begging you to stay. I fell from cloud 9 and drowned in the very same lake we once played cards in.