I used to revel in the scent of you
The life you breathed into me
And the air of September
No coffee, because you prefer
Tea, the stains held close to my heart
I could have written a thousand poems
To describe the way
Your mouth moved against mine
But all I have are our secrets
Hidden in my bedsheets
The hoodie of yours I loved
Sits worn in my wardrobe
There’s no you left in the threads
And that doesn’t fill me with regret
anymore
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 6:02 AM UTC
I used to revel in the scent of you
The life you breathed into me
And the air of September
No coffee, because you prefer
Tea, the stains held close to my heart
I could have written a thousand poems
To describe the way
Your mouth moved against mine
But all I have are our secrets
Hidden in my bedsheets
The hoodie of yours I loved
Sits worn in my wardrobe
There’s no you left in the threads
And that doesn’t fill me with regret
anymore