“If there’s anything you want….
Come on back, coz it’s all still here.”
Lyrics that remind me sharply of my conflicted feelings. Much the same way 90% of the maudlin lyrics on my music player do.
Okay, he’s always on my mind.
His damn coat is hanging in my front hall, the nice warm one. It’s getting colder out, almost frost, and I haven’t heard from him, wanting the coat back. So I worry.
I don’t know if burning the coat would help. I don’t know if the coat being gone would help, if I could get closure. I hate that word, maybe because it’s another need that I resent having to address. If I knew I was saying goodbye, would that be easier?
The email is roughed out, saved as a draft, which is further than most of them get. But there’s too much subtext to send it.
What if he doesn’t need the coat anymore? What if there’s a new coat in his life? I’m reduced to an idiot girl, over outerwear.
On the topic of subtext: the poster for Girlfriend Experience in my stairwell. I didn’t really like that film. But it’s a statement on my low opinions of relationships. As well as a declaration of movie snobbery. I should get a poster for a documentary. I did get a poster for Manborg! I don’t want to think about what kind of statement that is.
I’m dancing around the subject, mentally and in close physical proximity. Hang on, going to the kitchen for a snack… You see?! I did it again.
The coat.
Hanging there, by my door. What did I need to say about it? I’m suddenly at a loss for words.
Maybe trying with someone was a stupid idea.
The coat has his smell on it, of course. I raided the pockets looking for a lighter, which there, of course, was. Smokers, why do I like them? So gross.
What else about the coat?
Not the coat, but the message about the coat. I can’t not send it. It’s driving me nuts to wait, this awful feeling that the timing has to be right somehow…
Like there’s ever a good time to casually be like “Hey, we haven’t talked in months, how about that weather?”
Damn, Facebook is boring tonight, nothing but Hurricane this and wind that. I’m gonna go have a bath and read a book.