Confetti

Crinkled yellow paper,
Threatening to break at touch.
Memories of a great night,

In a 5x2cm rectangle of paper

Badly printed,

Like the millions of others made at the same time.
But still, it is special.

It is the most well-cared for piece of confetti in the world,
Kept in my phone case,

Protected from the elements,

But still, I can touch it whenever I want.

You may ask,

Why am I so attached to a piece of paper?

The answer is simple.

It holds the memory of the best night of my life.