by Jacob Roy

Created on: January 21, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

You know when you squash a moth and it leaves that dusty film of powder?

It can stay there for weeks. Just sitting on the window in the shape of that long deceased bug.

Sometimes you'll look at it and think: Man, I should clean that up.
But damn, this TV show is good, and this chair is comfy, no way am I going to get up, go upstairs, get a tissue, comeback down, and wipe it off. So it stays.

So, that's You there on the window. I tried hard to get rid of You. And I succeeded. But, DAMN, the emotions still there. Like that dusty residue on the window, just constantly reminding me of that awful thing I thought I ended and got rid off.

But there's your outline.
Reminding me
Of what you did to me.

Am I gonna go wash it away?
I don't think I'm even gonna bother trying.
Because who knows, maybe it'll be stubborn and stick.
That will just make me more upset. Me, scrubbing and scrubbing, trying to forget.
But each scrub makes me REMEMBER.
Remember that you're the reason I'm scrubbing so hard.

So the residue stays.
The outline of a dusty memory.

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