So, yeah. I wrote it this past week in Calculus class. Its subject is open for interpretation, of course, but what I had in mind was the concept of one night stands or casual sex or however you want to name it. __________ Your shirt was green. I can't recall what your face looked like, or how tall you were - Because that night, I fell into your arms with barely your name whispered on my lips. I do remember how your smile eased something inside me, and that was more comforting than I could admit out loud. Your shirt was green. Were your eyes green, too? I was too enamored with your breaths to notice. Maybe I should've paid more attention, but all I could think about was your green shirt that you wouldn't take off. Your hands were warm on mine, and I felt complete for the first time in months, and your dark green shirt found its way into my memory, but when I miss your presence next to me, I don't know what to picture.
