The Sweatshirt
Avoiding My Ex Boyfriend
My ex boyfriend and I never had a thorough break up. Somehow things ended blandly. The feelings I had for him just faded off and I started to stop seeing him. Things ended over the phone which he took badly and it has been a month since I last saw him. I am dating someone new who I believe makes a better boyfriend material and I was walking around the mall with the hooded sweatshirt that my new guy owns.
It was a thoughtful move for my new guy. You see I am not the type who wants to cover up. I am proud of my body figure and what I have so I do not have any problems showing it. Aside from that, I do not like the way jackets make me feel hot inside. So when it rains I settle for his hooded sweatshirt instead. It is too big for me though but it keeps me warm without making me feel the heat from the inside. Aside from that, I like the way that I am enveloped with his scent and I feel as if he is hugging me all the time when I wear his sweatshirt.
So while waiting for my new guy’s basketball practice to end I decided to go to the mall and take a look around. I always had a habit of window shopping when I am bored and I do not mind walking around by myself. Aside from that, the weight of my new guy’s hooded sweatshirt felt like a reminder that I was not alone. I believe that some time alone helps me think more clearly and I use the time to think on some issues or problems that I might be facing. Talk about perfect timing, my ex boyfriend showed up out of thin air from across the room.
I immediately turned my back on him. I was with someone new now but I do not think I am ready for a face to face confrontation yet. Then I remembered that not too many blondes have pink highlights in their hair. Luckily I was wearing my new guy’s hooded sweatshirt. I quickly put the hood on and started looking at the magazines in front of me.
As if luck would have it, he chose that moment to look at a magazine as well and picked up the sports magazine that he always collected. I was a nervous wreck by then, too stunned to make my escape but it turned out that I had nothing to fear since the hood of my new guy’s hooded sweatshirt concealed most of the side of my face. As he paid for his purchase and walked away I was so relieved. I never felt so glad that I had a sweatshirt there to save me from the unnecessary drama that would have took place.
It was a thoughtful move for my new guy. You see I am not the type who wants to cover up. I am proud of my body figure and what I have so I do not have any problems showing it. Aside from that, I do not like the way jackets make me feel hot inside. So when it rains I settle for his hooded sweatshirt instead. It is too big for me though but it keeps me warm without making me feel the heat from the inside. Aside from that, I like the way that I am enveloped with his scent and I feel as if he is hugging me all the time when I wear his sweatshirt.
So while waiting for my new guy’s basketball practice to end I decided to go to the mall and take a look around. I always had a habit of window shopping when I am bored and I do not mind walking around by myself. Aside from that, the weight of my new guy’s hooded sweatshirt felt like a reminder that I was not alone. I believe that some time alone helps me think more clearly and I use the time to think on some issues or problems that I might be facing. Talk about perfect timing, my ex boyfriend showed up out of thin air from across the room.
I immediately turned my back on him. I was with someone new now but I do not think I am ready for a face to face confrontation yet. Then I remembered that not too many blondes have pink highlights in their hair. Luckily I was wearing my new guy’s hooded sweatshirt. I quickly put the hood on and started looking at the magazines in front of me.
As if luck would have it, he chose that moment to look at a magazine as well and picked up the sports magazine that he always collected. I was a nervous wreck by then, too stunned to make my escape but it turned out that I had nothing to fear since the hood of my new guy’s hooded sweatshirt concealed most of the side of my face. As he paid for his purchase and walked away I was so relieved. I never felt so glad that I had a sweatshirt there to save me from the unnecessary drama that would have took place.
