I was going to put it up today
Fold it nicely, place it in a drawer under my old clothes. Or,  just cut it up and watch it burn in my fireplace
Both thoughts made me want to cry
So I didn't
I didn't burn it, I didn't hide it
Hide it from myself to find months or years later,, just to pull it out and remember and let the sadness wash thru me again
I instead put it on
Your scent, it lingers still  
I wonder if it would still linger months, years later
Even after washing it for so long
I was going to put it up today
Never to be seen except by chance
Instead I decided that I would wear it
Wish upon it again and again.....