Sevenscars Posted July 14, 2009 Posted July 14, 2009 I walked along a lonely road tonight, the moon lighting my path and her shirt in my hand. To a beach I went, not far from my house. Every now and then, I would put her shirt up to my face and breathe in, trying to catch even the smallest fragrance of her. A few times, I did. Though the split was horrible, and she was completely disrespectful, I do remember a time where my deepest feelings for her were true, as hers were for me...some time ago. I have been up and down, recently more down about it...but that will not stop me from living. As for the beach, I came across a party of females having a bonfire. They seemed nice, and a few seemed interested -- but that was not my reason for being there. So I took one last whiff of her, my eyes half open, I was almost able to see her hair and feel my cheek against hers. Then I tossed her shirt into the bonfire and walked away. It felt kind of good. The walk home was decidedly much happier than the walk there. Getting hit on and seeing strong signals from a few girls was not too bad, either. Maybe this whole thing will turn out for the better.
Giha Posted July 14, 2009 Posted July 14, 2009 Good for you for throwing that shirt, it would make it easier to move on.
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