Warm Clothes

We fall in

to feelings

even though we grow

up believing they are truly

unique, their own separate souls,

giving us color like warm clothes.

We could leave something we thought

was once universe-issued because

we no longer notice or

care for

the smalls loves

that drew us in:

her snort laugh, how she

picks at her food, how she

always dresses for comfort

could all become

characteristics

we rarely miss.

And then

only months removed

from her, from promising we would

swear off everything, we could fall into

our feelings again,

this time in the way she

always has an imaginative story

for why

she is running late.