I wore her black sweater for weeks.

Something about the sweater made me feel closer to her.
It smelled amazing.

I loved her demands,
but she slightly reminded me of my mother.

I loved knowing that I can trust her,
although I doubted myself often.

We started off great & ended just as quick as we started.
Which has since left a sour taste in my mouth.

She had big walls and I hoped to be like Jericho breaking them down.
She has many layers and I longed to cypher through it all.

She's taught me many things,
it was hard to keep up with at times.

But gone to the ether she goes since she ghosted me.
It last 3 months.