We never went to that Ethiopian place in Cleveland Park.
We never spent the day going to open houses just to see what was out there.
We never read a book together.
We never had our Hayao Miyazaki movie marathon.
We never made that disgusting PB&J with butter and a whole loaf of bread from Binging With Babbish.
We never found the EZ Pass.
We never finished Risk Legacy.
We never went hiking in Shanandoah. Ugh.
We never went back to the movie theater.
We never went to Montreal. Or Ireland. Or anywhere.
We never got to talk about it.
We never got to do the helicopter ride over the Grand Canyon.
We never got to be the Van Tripps.
We never got to talk about Israel.
We never got to see how those shows ended.
We never got to put a water feature in our front yard.
We never got to have a front yard.
We never got to settle down in New Hampshire.
We never made it to Teddy Roosevelt Island.
We never went to Hawaii with your parents.
We never got married.
You never got to see Hugo play with other dogs.
You never got to see Brianna and Eric get married.
You never got to see my clearance come through.
You never got to see Jen get fired.
You never got to see the Universal Yums boxes start repeating.
You never got to play the board game you sponsored on Kickstarter.
You never got to our 4-year anniversary in a few weeks.