Spring

I bought a coat at the end of fall that was about two sizes too tiny for me. Sweaters wouldn't fit in the sleeves, so I wore thin clothing every day. It's been stretching out and tearing at the seams all winter, and I've kept a needle and thread with me to constantly repair it. Recently the pockets started to peel away from their homes and there's a huge gash at the shoulder, so I've been thinking that soon I will walk outside and the coat will fall off of me in pieces that look cut out of a pattern, like how the fabric was originally cut to assemble it, and then I'll know it's spring.