as i cleaned my room today
i slowly found bits of you.
one drawing of us on my wall,
two mix cd's made by you,
three stuffed animals,
four necklaces and bracelets,
five drawings i drew of you,
and at least six hoodies.
i counted these things
just like i counted the days down,
counted the seconds,
until you left me.
but now all i'm seeing is one pile
on the top shelf of my closet.
//"I've been around long enough now to know that the good things never last." Swimming Pool, by The Front Bottoms."//
