Sitting there is your jacket
Soft and black- it
smells just like you

Soft and sweet
like sugar or spice
Can’t place what
Just smells nice

Makes me think
Blushing pink
of loving you
But you never knew

When you lent it to me
I couldn’t believe
Have this piece of you?
Too good to be true

When anger seethed
I just breathed
the scent of you
It calmed me too

I gave it back
Letting go reminded me
of what I lack:
Your love for me

Now I know
it can’t be so
I can’t have you
Now that is true