memento

some people keep receipts
concert tickets
gum wrappers
lip balm containers
old polaroids
but her
she gathered buttons
all different
shapes
sizes
colours
she sewed them
to a fabric calendar
that she kept
in her closet
i stumbled across it
on a winter night
looking for blankets
i went through the rows
each more extravagant
mesmerizing
but upon inspection
of todays date
an empty spot
a terrible thought
came to me
i looked down
to my jacket opening
there, missing
a golden button
i left quickly
before i was added
as another memory
another
memento

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