One more Day

I just realized that the only thing that provokes me to write is you.
And today I thought of you.
Looked at old pictures,
And held our necklace in my hand.

It hasn't been touched for over 6 months now.

It's just been sitting on top of my dresser,
Watching my every move.
Seeing what clothes I pick out for the day,
And what days he and I take them off.

It's been watching me pack,
Watching me move in with him
And probably wondering if it could come too.

I've been wondering that same thing.

It holds every memory I have with you.
Cold summer nights in one sleeping bag.
Drives up the mountain to find hiding places.
All the kisses that were given to her and I.

It is every thing that resembles us.
The love we used to have and cherish.
The good and the bad.
The tree next to the temple we promised we would go to.

I decided to wear it one last day.
So today while I walk to work,
And hold his hand,
It will be there to remind me of everything.

But once this day is over,
It's going in the trash.

Because just like our relationship,
It wasn't meant to last.