6. An ex-boyfriend, a pair of binoculars, and a good-luck charm.
Silver with dangling charms. Not the
modern beaded charms but the old ones with each charm on its own link and each
charm representing something new.
A musical note – How we met. He
played on an old school upright piano with the keys broken. Stark white against
the painted black of the wood. His long fingers caressing each key as the sound
filtered out of the old instrument. The odd note out of tune but the sound
still beautiful none the less. His back perfectly straight, his glasses drawing
me into his eyes as his fingers moved almost with a life of their own.
A pair of binoculars – Our first date
was a bird sanctuary by a lake. We picnicked and I laughed at him playing with
his food. We went cycling and he laughed at me for being terribly unfit. The
nature trail was tranquil and relaxing. However it turned cold and windy which
made us snuggle together under the picnic blanket to stay warm.
A butterfly – Our second date was a
butterfly sanctuary. It was an unbelievably hot humid room covered in trees.
One side of the room was taken up by a small pond. Butterfly’s fluttered across
the room occasionally landing on the heads of those with brightly dyed hair.
Children chased them around the room as they flew just out of reach. In the
corners of the room cocoons were hanging in rows from the trees. He spent the
day taking pictures as I attempted to draw them before they flew away.
A heart – Broken. It’s not you, it’s
me. We’re better off just friends.
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