I find it amazing the way in which the mind will work.
The mind will recall so many little things from one simple stimulus.
This is my mind at the moment.
The moment I reach for my furry winter hat, I think about my pulling it on
and walking to his room.
Or when I pull on my jeans, I think about his inability to notice there were 2 buttons instead of one.
I have even stopped wearing one of my favorite perfumes
because he just so happened to have the same brand and scent for men.
I have even begun to find traces of him within academic texts.
I know there is going to be one day, when it just stops happening.
The triggers will be gone along with his face, mouth, eyes, body.
Until then though I am not sure how to deal.
Of course I am blowing things out of proportions.
I am more than positive that I am being overly dramatic
and that it [insert: him] is something [insert: someone] I should just get over.
At this point… I am just such a juvenile, emotionally, that I cannot.
I want to… but
I cannot let go.
