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.

7 comments:

Reverend 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?

Katie Bowen 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?

Katie Bowen said...

The blackbird hangs on my bedroom wall.

Katie Bowen 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!