The movies and the lies

Still remember the lies I used to tell to meet you. To go out to movies with you. The first ever movie I watched with you. Was such a horrible movie. But that's beyond the point. Our first official date almost. Still remember that boo-hoo. That was so funny. I don't get scared like that. Come on. Even a kid would have laughed at it. So many things. So many moments. Not a single one I want to change or feel they they should have been different. I treasure them all. The only complaint. You just don't know what they mean to me. They were special to you too but the fact that you think they aren't as special for me, ruins it all for you and for me as well. That's the only thing I wish I could change.
Ha, talking of movies. Still remember the second movie, the one that broke the jinx. But I still remember the day after. The day you called it quits. I still don't know why you came with me that day if you were intending to break up with me the next day. Damn, it hurts. But I know I am at fault here too. I was so confused. I was still trying to figure out if I loved you or not. And so I couldn't stop you form doing what you did.
But all through, you were one heck of a confused and unpredictable person as I was confused and stubborn. These memories hurt and something else that I lost as a result of this. I can't even say if I lost it or not because the very thing that another friendship ended as a result of my relationship with you somehow tells me that that friendship didn't exist at all in the first place.