A picture of something you wish you could forget.
I always teased him about his "swagger",
because I loved to watch him walk.
He carries himself in such a way that mesmerizes me.
Whenever we'd hang out,
I'd always watch him walk to his car because it made me smile.
Sometimes, I would even take a picture of it and send it to him.
He just laughed at me.
The last time he left my house,
I hollered down the steps after him,
"When am I gonna see your face again Straus?"
He answered, "Monday."
With a tone that said, of course it would be Monday.
This was the picture I took as he walked to his car.
I was going to send it to him with a smile.
Things came crashing down before I could.
That was the best afternoon ever.
If you all could peek inside that afternoon,
you'd see it was the best.
Within minutes, it was the worst.
I wish I could forget the worst.
lurve you, xoxo v.