

I have a deep attachment to this jacket. But I guess now, its time to treat it as nothing but a jacket.
First, I want to tell all of you how much this jacket means to me. This wasn’t mine.
It was given by a friend.
Its been years/months since I had a real talk with him. And to be very honest, I miss him.
Ugh.
Let me just cut the crap and downright say it.
I loved him.
He was amazing and I was so afraid to tell him what I really felt. I kept on going on in circles (being a f*cking tsundere, it happens and I am deeply annoyed I am one). He said he liked me. I have been holding unto that fact that he did like me for these past 2/3 years. I was just happy someone could care for me like that but suddenly, our friendship started fading. I didn’t know what happened. I was anxious if he still liked me but I was believing the fact that he did. That fact, that outdated fact made me smile at times while wearing this jacket but I was definitely too out of touch and I forgot this tiny little REALITY…
People change.
I’m just left shattered. I was definitely looking at dead stars. I just,in my mind I can’t help but think that I wasn’t good enough, pretty enough or….even just enough. He found someone better.
Someone who can definitely make his heart jump with just her picture.
Someone who can put a wide smile on his face.
I know he thought I wasnt worth it..anymore.
And…
just decided to erase me from my life.
The only that keeps on stabbing my heart is why did he just let it fade? Am I really that worthless?
….not even a simple farewell?
I tried to bring it back. I talked to him first but he got cold. If he had a problem with me, say it. I would’ve done something to make it right again. Anything just to make him stay but he (we) let everything disappear.
…
This jacket helped me from the rain.
This jacket kept my neighbors from seeing my ugly shirt.
This jacket kept me warm through the cold nights and days
This jacket kept me company while walking through lonely days and nights.
This jacket made me feel loved.
This jacket is special.
This jacket is from him.
I love this jacket.
I loved him.
And.
I want to forget but..
This jacket makes me remember.
This jacket makes me realize I am not worth anything.
This jacket makes me think I’m not loved.
This jacket is a jacket.
This jacket is warm.
This jacket is from him.
…
This jacket stays while he doesn’t.
This jacket just makes me hold unto things more but….this is just a jacket.
nothing more,
nothing anymore
nothing less
Its been a while since I had a serious text post about my feelings.
I’m glad I did it.