i probably own enough t shirts
to wear a different one every day of the month
the problem is-
so many of them remind me of you
(or, maybe, have been borrowed from you)
that i sleep with them every night as if
you were next to me hugging me as tight
as that little grey sweater you gave me
for a week (about a month ago)
the problem is even though i have a vast selection of shirts-
there is a void just as big i have to stuff them in so that
you are here with me, always