ShelfLife
09-23-2010, 07:21 PM
Kind of along the lines of The Hate and The Love threads - for the things that fit in neither, but make you feel something regardless.
I'm spring-cleaning my room, and picked up a book where it had fallen from my wardrobe shelf. A few minutes later, I found a scrap of paper where the book had fallen. It was a message from my ex, saying "I remember you reading this book on the way to ice-skating <3".
This book has sat on my bookshelf for nearly 5 years, and I've never picked it up since. I actually moved it to my wardrobe so I remember to give it to charity sometime. To think, if it hadn't fallen off the shelf, I never would have found the note.
It doesn't make me sad, or even miss him. It just made me stand there for a long while, feeling nostalgic. Missing a boy I fell in love with whom I haven't seen in a least 5 years. Missing that feeling of new love, and missing someone being so attentive to me and the things I loved.
Then I flicked through a sketchbook to write a note, and found ANOTHER image of his. He liked to steal my sketchbooks and leave images halfway through where I'd eventually find them, and I thought I'd found them all. It was very strange to find two pieces of him, especially ones I had never seen before, almost within 10 minutes of each other.
As I said, this hasn't made me sad, and it doesn't feel appropriate for a Hate Anthem or a Love Anthem. But it has made me pause and stare out the window for a few minutes.
I'm spring-cleaning my room, and picked up a book where it had fallen from my wardrobe shelf. A few minutes later, I found a scrap of paper where the book had fallen. It was a message from my ex, saying "I remember you reading this book on the way to ice-skating <3".
This book has sat on my bookshelf for nearly 5 years, and I've never picked it up since. I actually moved it to my wardrobe so I remember to give it to charity sometime. To think, if it hadn't fallen off the shelf, I never would have found the note.
It doesn't make me sad, or even miss him. It just made me stand there for a long while, feeling nostalgic. Missing a boy I fell in love with whom I haven't seen in a least 5 years. Missing that feeling of new love, and missing someone being so attentive to me and the things I loved.
Then I flicked through a sketchbook to write a note, and found ANOTHER image of his. He liked to steal my sketchbooks and leave images halfway through where I'd eventually find them, and I thought I'd found them all. It was very strange to find two pieces of him, especially ones I had never seen before, almost within 10 minutes of each other.
As I said, this hasn't made me sad, and it doesn't feel appropriate for a Hate Anthem or a Love Anthem. But it has made me pause and stare out the window for a few minutes.