The Jacket

We argued over whether or not I was taking your jacket with me, and at first I was arguing just simply because I like it when you get a little frustrated with me, not to the point where you are angry with me and in a bad mood and you get this look upon your face as you answer my questions sternly, but just enough to where you are smiling as you try to get your jacket back. Half way through though I realized that I actually wanted to wear your jacket more. So I decided to keep wearing it and take it home, despite your insistance that I give it back, I Promised! to bring it to school the next day, and I still plan too. I don't know what it is about wearing your jackets, its not even just the specific one, I don't know, I guess it's just the fact that, each one smells like you and when I'm lying in bed falling asleep wrapped up inside your jacket, I can sit there and smell you so close, it reminds me of the night that we just shared, the amazing feeling that I felt, it makes it so that I know it was real, that it wasn't just a part of my imagination. I can sit there and remember you, remember everything that has happened. I can smell you on the jacket, it smells Just like You... I can go back and relive what just happened, the sliding all over the leather seats, the Ukalala playing, Tag, the jokes, the laughter and chasing, hanging out with our friends, the fun, it all reminds me of you, and of the incredible night that just happened and I want to remember it, ALL of it, I want to remember you.... I swear lying here, thinking of you, I can smell you on this jacket, this jacket, it reminds me of happiness, total bliss, sweet serenity, it reminds me of paradise of the ocean at night with the stars and the moon high above, it reminds me of running around a playground at night having fun and not really having any care in the world except for that moment, it reminds me of life as a kid and as a teen, of hope and love, this jacket...it reminds me of you

Reviews

[A. V. Madison]

Yeah.. I know how you feel. I love wearing guys' jackets. It gives a sense of security.
I like how it rambled on and on. It kept me interested.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

The below read awkwardly for me ...

"... take it home, even upon your insistance that I give it back ..."

... how would ...

"...take it home, despite your insistance that I give it back..."

... sound to you?

Also ... from a story standpoint, I see an opportunity here for a story with a bit more impact for the reader. Feel free to message me if you would like to hear my idea.