Mint

Anonymous

I remember that day every time I see mint.

She had a key chain with a container of MINT hand sanitizer, empty.

I should have known then she would keep me around after she no longer wanted me.

And so it’s not the day she broke up with me that stings. It is the day she drove to my house and asked if I wanted to go out for iced tea, as friends.

That is the day stays with me.

And it is not the smell of the mint in the ice teas we got, but the sight of the word MINT in all caps, hanging on the empty hand sanitizer bottle on her very necessary key chain, that makes me cry.