Dear Lauren.
I loathe burberry
The print.
The smell.
The horrific nostalgia.
There was a time in my life.
I dated a gentleman.
He scared me.
He scarred me, for life.
...And...He wore burberry.
He had burberry slippers.
He had burberry pajamas.
He had a burberry scarf.
He had a burberry watch.
He had burberry gloves.
And he wore burberry for men.
But he didnt have a phone, or a car.
He sad silently across the table from me.
He refused to eat.
He barely spoke.
He mostly sat in silence and watched me.
He asked if he could eat the pepperoncini off my sandwich plate.
He tried to kiss me.
He pouted when I got a phone call.
He asked me 6 times if he looked good in his jeans.
He asked me to split one piece of See's Candy with him.
He invited me up, to listen to his collection of "Oasis" albums.
I smelled someone wearing that scent today.
I almost lost it.
The print.
The smell.
The horrific nostalgia.
There was a time in my life.
I dated a gentleman.
He scared me.
He scarred me, for life.
...And...He wore burberry.
He had burberry slippers.
He had burberry pajamas.
He had a burberry scarf.
He had a burberry watch.
He had burberry gloves.
And he wore burberry for men.
But he didnt have a phone, or a car.
He sad silently across the table from me.
He refused to eat.
He barely spoke.
He mostly sat in silence and watched me.
He asked if he could eat the pepperoncini off my sandwich plate.
He tried to kiss me.
He pouted when I got a phone call.
He asked me 6 times if he looked good in his jeans.
He asked me to split one piece of See's Candy with him.
He invited me up, to listen to his collection of "Oasis" albums.
I smelled someone wearing that scent today.
I almost lost it.