The year is 1965. You and Dallas are dating. You guys have always been on and off. He came back each time because of ‘love’ he’d say. You knew Dallas wasn’t an entirely bad person because you’ve seen his good side which is why you always gave him a second chance. You knew he was always cheating but he’d deny each time. You would see him at school flirting with other girls but he would immediately defend his actions

It was your guys anniversary. He was over at your house while your parents were out. You had a present for him but you were hiding it until he said anything about your anniversary. You guys sat on the couch watching a movie, his arm around your shoulders, holding a beer, and his other holding a cigarette. After about an hour you spoke up

“Do you know what today is, Dal?” You said with a smile. He glanced at you and then back at the TV “Nah. What is it?” He asked while taking a drag of his cigarette. Your heart sank a little “Are you sure? Nothing coming to your mind about today? The 16th?” You asked again, hoping he’d remember. But again, he shook his head “Nope. No idea.” He replied, exhaling smoke. Your mood immediately changed to a more gloomy one “It’s our anniversary.” You said quietly. He finally looked down at you “Oh, what? Swear it’s like tomorrow. I’d never forget it.” he said, removing your arm from your shoulder to take a sip of his beer