Red SweatshirtA Story by Julia4-27-15
You were walking in the hallway, that quirky walk over yours that I've made fun of a million times. You're wearing your red sweatshirt that symbolizes so much that you hated about yourself but brings me back to the man I fell in love with. Your awkward stares, your nervous hand trembling when touching me for the first time, all the little things you're so insecure about are all the little things I fell in love with. Its a year later and so much has changed. Now when I see that dorky walk it doesn't bring butterflies to my stomach but tears to my eyes. I look at you and I see emptiness, its as if everything I fell in love with isn't there anymore. You look empty and alone. You're walking through the halls in your new "hipster clothing" with a smile forced across your face. Everyone sees you and see your joy, but I know better I look at your eyes and see nothing. I don't see the twinkle or innocence in your eyes that I use to. What has happened to you? I know you need time to find yourself. And I just want to let you know that I'll be there to guide you and I'll always remember you for the men I fell in love with, you in your little red sweatshirt.
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