I should not have washed the shirt you wore
You have left
No traits of you to be found
I still could smell your scent
I still feel the texture of your skin
the silkiness of your hair
on the tip of my fingers
I am infatuated with you
My vulnerability comes short of your passiveness
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 10:47 PM UTC
I should not have washed the shirt you wore
You have left
No traits of you to be found
I still could smell your scent
I still feel the texture of your skin
the silkiness of your hair
on the tip of my fingers
I am infatuated with you
My vulnerability comes short of your passiveness
