I was going through my jacket, I tossed my hand in the pocket looking for some change to get hold back. Then I saw a piece of paper, so I put it out and found out it was just a faded receipt from the grocery shop, which was almost three days ago. And I could barely see the ink, it was just a small bill of two hundred dollars. It was just my memory that day. It was just when I had my first pay and my first fortune that I decided to take myself out.
I bought some groceries. I bought things that made me happy. I was so happy that day and I couldn't help but to be part of where I am now in life. So now that I'm holding on to it, I just m wonder, what could that be? It was an amazing time. I remember that period to where I was just having fun around my coffee shop. That was again when I met my fiancée too.
We talked a lot. And the chemistry was strong at first. And we laughed at each other. And at the end, we talked to ourselves. And we made love to ourselves. And we ended up talking for hours. And that, and by that time, I wanted to pray. And when I put my hand in the pocket, I saw the receipts. That receipt was just like a memory, serving me of the old days. Now, when I'm holding on to it, I wonder what that feeling might be because she's not my ex.
We are no more together. And it feels so sad. But maybe it's time to just remember those memories and let go of it again. Those receipts are not just proof of those fortunes. Those are the moments shared with people and that have shaped us in life.
