if i look out my window,
you can see
how hard the sky
is crying,
see the pain mixed
with ugly dark greys,
blacks, and a few patches
of white

(it makes me think
of how lonely I really am,
of how much I miss you)

but then i look down
and sniff your jacket,
the one that smells exactly like
you,
so much that it's dripping
in your unique scent

(and then i remember
that maybe i'm not
so alone
after all)