Friday, January 16, 2009

A fresh breath

A little over a year ago I was in love with someone. We did not want the same things, so when I knocked on his door, he kept the door closed--when I opened my heart, he said not now.

But he held my hand as we walked at night--he poured my coffee and kissed my lips. He gave me a framed picture of a black bird, and an electric toothbrush just like his.

I'm not in love with him anymore--I don't see him anymore, but I use the toothbrush everyday, and when I do, I think of him.

8 comments:

shawn said...

Wow !!
A small gesture represents a big moment ...

Good for you Katie !!

Anonymous said...

You've been using the same toothbrush for a year?

itzktb said...

The heads can be replaced but the connections can not. New ones come, but the old ones remain.

CJGallegos said...

What about the blackbird?

itzktb said...

The blackbird hangs on my bedroom wall.

linda said...

I recently came across your blog and have been reading along. I thought I would leave my first comment. I don't know what to say except that I have enjoyed reading. Nice blog. I will keep visiting this blog very often.


Joyce

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itzktb said...

Dear Linda-Joyce,

If you don't bugger off, runnerfrog is gonna pummel you with his amphibiphone!

runnerfrog said...

You've been warned phonerf***er!