A Part of Me

A memory

I should have looked a little harder for some of your belongings. Searching for my navy blue cardigan this morning I stumbled upon a familiar shirt. I remember the day like it was yesterday. We both got the weekend off together finally.

" Hey baby, you wanna do something today? "

" Sure , what did you have in mind ? "

It was one of those coming to the end, Summer mornings. You know the last of the last , get all you got left in you out. Final hoorahs! Or whatever.

" City ? "

" Sounds like a plan "

We agreed we would head out in the afternoon , so we could make the best of the day. We made plans to meet up with the gang later also so we could have an event filled day.

" Hey which one ? "

You asked me as you modeled your selections of button-up shirts. Oh how you favored a button up.

" The blue one "

That one became my favorite , I guess something about it kinda went well with your complexion.

We started our afternoon with lunch at a near by restaurant, making our way into our evening of fun.

We took a stop at the board walk. Today it was filled with crowds of friends chatting , couples relaxing and your daily runners in training. Such a beautiful day I thought as we laid against the bright green grass. Moments like this I miss.

We made a few acquaintances during our stay , everyone laughing and enjoying a sneaky shot of tequila.

Night fell and it was it's usually chilly but not so chilly sunset. We sat on one of the near by benches watching the water. We sat in total silence as I enjoyed the scene in front of me. Like I could actually see it, not as if that was me sitting there next to you but I was an onlooker just admiring the view of two people in awe of each other.

Yeah, that was one of the days, as I remember many others but those days were over now.

I sat on the cold wooden floor of my bed room and held your shirt in my arms. Don't you cry Justine, I told myself over and over again in my head , Don't you dare. My emotions washed over me like a bad rain storm and the tears silently streamed down my face. I would have never thought in a million years things would ever get this bad between us , but than again who thinks a million years ahead of time.

I sniffled and began to pick myself up off the floor. I had to get ready for work and I was cutting pretty close to time. Everything was different now since you've been gone.

I use to be afraid of the storm , you know those blatant sounds of thunder and lighting. Those darkened grey skies, but now some how they sooth me , they seem to fit my dreary mood lately. Not necessarily sadness but just grey.

I took my usual route to work , as I waiting on the bus for my upcoming stop , I glanced across from me at the little old lady in the blue dress , the curve on her face , oh that sweet innocent smile. I thought to myself ; as she graced this age with strength does she have a care in the world for sadness or hatred towards others anymore ?

" Downy Rd " The bus driver called out , and I collected my belonging and exited the bus. I took a deep breath as I looked up at the building in front of me. Another day I thought as I entered the building.