Yellow Jacket: Did we really move on?

Did we move on?

It wasn't my fault you had to leave. It wasn't yours either. It was the world.

You were wearing a yellow jacket when you signed the divorce papers.

And you got the car. Plate number 120V5Y1. Red Toyota.

And then I was alone.

Year one was lonely. I stopped drawing, and I stopped writing. I stopped smiling.

Year two was a little better, maybe. I got a cat to keep me company.

Year three was hard. My cat died- it got hit by a car. Then I got fired.

Year four nobody remembered my birthday. But I started drawing again.

Year five I started writing again. I smiled too. But I can't tell if the smiles were real.

Year six I finally found a new lover. And I finished my book.

But on the first page of that novel-

I wrote your name under the dedication.

I hope you bought a copy. I hope you drove to the bookstore in that red Toyota.

I hope you remember me.

Did we really move on?

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I wore a yellow jacket when I signed the papers, because you said it was pretty on me once.

Those years were hard you know.

I didn't smile once.

Until I saw my name inside the front cover of a novel at the library.

I started thinking about you, driving that red Toyota.

Why did I leave you? Just because the world is cruel?

Did we really move on?