The Bracelet

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I had entered the room determined, and with a goal. I needed to find something rather important before I headed to sleep, soon I checked my closet, the nightstand, then came along my desk. I first began to look at the top of the surface, then between every cranny of each drawer, with no appearance of this desperately needed item I began to look under the desk, not as if it was going to help but if it was there then maybe I'd be glad I had looked. But maybe I shouldn't have looked in the first place, as I was scrounging around there I saw a tiny little bracelet. That dark shade of purple with the initial M dead in the middle. I leaned my arm over to pick it up, my nose scrunched up as I observed the bracelet. It was rather dusty, it altered the color a little bit but wasn't enough for me to not realize it was purple. I personally wouldn't have wanted to find this, I use to wear this bracelet almost everyday. I remember when I had finally seen it for the first time, I laughed in embarrassment of wearing somebody else's initial on my wrist but I knew that I was proud to present somebody I thought I used to love. And that's what kind of stung me in the heart a bit more than it should have, I didn't want to think about him anymore. And for a while I hadn't even remembered I had that bracelet up until this point, and now I was thinking about him. There wasn't much to miss honestly, he definitely isn't the brightest in the batch. But his initial just had to be a piece to remind me of what I liked most. I liked him, maybe even loved him. I'm not sure.. sounds stupid when I say it. If I did "love" him what was there to love about? Almost nothing at all, maybe his blonde curly hair, the fact he likes Scream 6, or him being really clumsy, the stupid stuff. Gosh all the things I wanted with him, rushing back to me like a flood to a storm. I know I still liked him, even if I didn't want to, even if I knew it would make me feel free, I still liked him whether I liked that or not. It was over for us though, I've messed up my chances. But given the situation maybe I don't want a chance anyways, I sigh heavily. Putting the bracelet back where I first found it, leaving that there hoping that I can leave the past behind as well.

- Moon

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