Raw

No metaphor, no poetry.

You and that little tin box. So annoying, I tossed it in the trash clamourously so my feelings about it were made known to all. And how annoying that you just alternated between that baby blue T shirt and the black kurta! What about all the nice clothes my mom gifted you. Can't you even appreciate her gifts? Seriously dude, the documents go INSIDE the document bag. And all these empty bags go into the bag bag. Stop laughing at me. Stop making me laugh, I am angry, dammit. I hate that you took care of so many things and I loved it too. But the time I love you most is after a fresh shower. Your skin is warm and your hair is damp and you are just so goddamned huggable.

So long, and thank you for all the jellyfish.