All day my stomach has hurt

I haven't had the urge to eat

I think it’s the shirt you gave me last night

I can smell you on it

You’re smell goes up my nose and into my brain making me forget everything and everyone

Making my heart race

And my stomach hurt..

“Her and I are dating now” you tell me last night

My stomach drops as i give a nod of acceptance

I smell you on the shirt you gave me last night

And i can only wish that you had chosen me