You gave me your jacket on a cold day When you saw how I was shivering and miserable "Take this" And you smiled as you handed me your dark grey jacket
I wore it And instantly felt the warmth Not only from the jacket But from the kindness you showed someone like me
I still have the jacket Lying to you saying, "I left it at home again" You still tell me that it's okay for me to keep it And I dunno why but I always tell you that I'll bring it the next time
I guess I still want to keep the jacket I wear it when I feel lonely or sad But also want your scent on it again The smell of you and your favourite deodorant... it comforts me for some reason
I'm giving it back to you tomorrow So you can wear it again And then I'll find a way to trick you Into giving it back to me
Poem for a guy I like... still can't tell him though... *sigh*
I finally found my style after failing so much on my own ^^ I seem to like love poems
I dunno why but I just love his scent... I'm weird :p