Aug 2015
I wanna crawl inside my hoodie.
I wanna crawl inside my hoodie because it reminds me of how it felt to have your arms wrapped around my body
Like you didn't ever want to let go,
the strength in your embrace
told me that i was worth more than just a one night stand,
but in that case, why did you let go of my hand and walk away like you never had a right be be with me in the first place.
Things might have been a game to you, but i thought we were taking them seriously.
I have turned my hoodie into a cave and lately I've just been hibernating.
Inside my hoodie is 100’s of different smells, but only one distinctly tells me that I’m were home should be,
You cologne still lingering on it from the last time it enfolded your body,
Even though that was months ago,
I still remember it distinctively.
And I know you my friends told me that holding my hoodie close to my chest
Wont bring you back,
But its **** close.
Its been only a few months,
but I doubt you know that I still think about the way that we used to hold each other close because loving someone
doesn’t stop them from getting hurt,
and we were each others protectors.
I wanna crawl inside my hoodie because it reminds me of the hours spent on the phone when we should’ve been asleep,
You know we had school the next day,
but staying up late is hardly any consolation when you cant fall asleep without hearing their voice to keep you company inside you dreams.
I wanna crawl inside my hoodie
Because I can trace the outline of where your body used to be,
The lines in the fabric are like seeing the poems I wrote for you meticulously weaved together to create something warming.
And you never know how cold you can feel
Till all that’s left of your body heat was given to someone else
The moment you thought it was safe to take your heart from the shelf.
I never felt alone with till all I had left of you, was a **** hoodie.
And when it hangs in my closet at night the only thing I see is a skeleton,
Just bones hanging in my closet,
No flesh to hang onto,
I have nothing left of you to hang onto but that **** hoodie.
And I wanna crawl inside it most nights,
Because it feels like you’re hugging my body again,
and thats the closest I've been to you in months.
I wanna crawl inside my hoodie because it reminds me of how it felt to have your arms wrapped around my body
Like you didn't ever want to let go,
the strength in your embrace
told me that i was worth more than just a one night stand,
but in that case, why did you let go of my hand and walk away like you never had a right be be with me in the first place.
Things might have been a game to you, but i thought we were taking them seriously.
I have turned my hoodie into a cave and lately I've just been hibernating.
Inside my hoodie is 100’s of different smells, but only one distinctly tells me that I’m were home should be,
You cologne still lingering on it from the last time it enfolded your body,
Even though that was months ago,
I still remember it distinctively.
And I know you my friends told me that holding my hoodie close to my chest
Wont bring you back,
But its **** close.
Its been only a few months,
but I doubt you know that I still think about the way that we used to hold each other close because loving someone
doesn’t stop them from getting hurt,
and we were each others protectors.
I wanna crawl inside my hoodie because it reminds me of the hours spent on the phone when we should’ve been asleep,
You know we had school the next day,
but staying up late is hardly any consolation when you cant fall asleep without hearing their voice to keep you company inside you dreams.
I wanna crawl inside my hoodie
Because I can trace the outline of where your body used to be,
The lines in the fabric are like seeing the poems I wrote for you meticulously weaved together to create something warming.
And you never know how cold you can feel
Till all that’s left of your body heat was given to someone else
The moment you thought it was safe to take your heart from the shelf.
I never felt alone with till all I had left of you, was a **** hoodie.
And when it hangs in my closet at night the only thing I see is a skeleton,
Just bones hanging in my closet,
No flesh to hang onto,
I have nothing left of you to hang onto but that **** hoodie.
And I wanna crawl inside it most nights,
Because it feels like you’re hugging my body again,
and thats the closest I've been to you in months.
