Something Small and Delicate

Have you ever found something you wish you hadn't?
Wish something didn't exist that did?
Want to believe something hasn't happened that has?
That's what happened to me.
When he opened the drawer I was laughing. How is possible for someone to own that many earplugs? Then something else caught my attention...something small and delicate. Something black and lacy. At first I thought it was dirty, which would have been silly, but it would have been something I totally would have been able to deal with. Well, it was dirty, but it was more. It was a garter. That said Prom 2007 on it. At that moment I wished it had been something else...anything else. I had to confront him so I did.
He apologized if it weirded me out.
I didn't know what to say without sounding like a controlling bitch.
At this moment I am so lost for words. To me, it is a symbol of him being hung up on her. I wish he understood. I wish he understood that I didn't want that in my life. Didn't need it.
So I just left it where it was. Didn't say anything else. I guess it's ok if I'm not number one in his life, but he has to make that decision and accept the consequences.
I love him, but this...something small and delicate. Funny how it could be such a huge and hurtful problem.