July 20, 2011

  • In The Creases

    I really like that shirt.  I left it at your place, but you gave it back to me the day that you left me.  Since then, I thought of it as a reminder of the day we broke up, and I refused to touch it.  I left it undisturbed in the back of my closet for a month and a half.

    I wore it today.

    I thought it would be a good moment.  I thought, I'm facing my fears, and I'm tackling my anxiety head-on.

    But then..

    As I put it on,

    it smelled like you.

    And it was like you were holding me again.