Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Your Stuff

For some reason I still have your stuff.  Your sweater is on the floor in the corner.  Your vase of flowers is on my shelf.  Your pictures are on my phone.  I don't know why I'm holding on to them.  It's been months.  You're with the girl who used to be my friend now.  You're leaving in a few weeks.  You still message me.  You still send me pictures of things that remind you of me.  And maybe that's why I still have your stuff.  Because it reminds me that for a small amount of time you cared.

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