Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Detritus of Relationships Past

Detritus
Noun
Definition: Litter, Waste
Synonyms: Pieces, Crap, Rubble, Leavings, Shavings, Shit Your Ex-Boyfriends Left Behind

Having moved and broken up with a boyfriend fairly recently, I have quite a bit of experience with this. However mutual and amiable a break up is, finding his stuff never comes without a bit of a sting. Like, when will all this shit be gone? Can I not completely purge this from my life? No, you cannot.
There will always be a birthday card slid in between the pages of a book you never read, some movie stub lost in the caverns of your suitcase. Or there's the millions of facebook pictures you're tagged in together. Those too. Thank you technology. Gone are the days we could put all of that stuff in a barrel out back and burn it ritualistically (Not that I did that. At all. Okay that one time.).
Now we're reminded of our failures (Or theirs, but it feels the same doesn't it?) on a daily basis.
My break up (Which I will not speak of at length, but here is a little nod) was mutual and amiable. And stings me daily.
Not because I want to be back in the relationship, I do not. That whole mutual thing. We-will-find-our others-which-are-not-each-other and blah blah blah. But I think it's almost worse to be mutual, because what do you do with the detritus? 
I'm not mad at him, per-say. It sucks, and there's no reason to throw away that photo album, but there's no reason to keep it either. Is it a sad gesture, or a friendly one to keep it? Is it moving on, or throwing something away when you toss it out?
I hope one day to move somewhere and not bring anything, but I know that's not a reality. I like my stuff. It's just the odds and ends that stick around that bug.
I call this "Comfortable Clothes Named for Boyfriends"
Every girl keeps a t-shirt. It's a known fact. It's like a bonus
after getting your heart pulverized! Also, please do not assume 
anything from the fact the blue t-shirt says "Kids Club". 

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