Those Blue and Black Dresses.

have you ever felt like you notice this or that clothes more because it still has some memories left behind it?

i have. 

there's this dress i wore when i first met with someone who was special for me. 

there's this dress i wore when the last time i saw him;

i hugged him

i kissed him.

these dresses are simple.

they got nothing but his smell.

they got nothing

but 

memories. 

simple as that.

and every time i'm willing to wear those dresses,

i remember,

not to remember.