Found My Ex’s Hair Clutcher While Cleaning
Was going through my cupboard today and found my ex’s hair clutcher buried under some old stuff. Just sat there staring at it, completely frozen. She left without a reason, without closure, like I never mattered. And yet, this tiny thing she left behind still feels like it holds a part of her.
For some reason, I can’t seem to throw it away. It’s just a piece of plastic, nothing special, but it feels heavier than it should. Maybe because deep down, I know once it’s gone, there’s nothing left of her here.
Was going through my cupboard today and found my ex’s hair clutcher buried under some old stuff. Just sat there staring at it, completely frozen. She left without a reason, without closure, like I never mattered. And yet, this tiny thing she left behind still feels like it holds a part of her.
For some reason, I can’t seem to throw it away. It’s just a piece of plastic, nothing special, but it feels heavier than it should. Maybe because deep down, I know once it’s gone, there’s nothing left of her here.