Occasionally,
I will discover
a patch of
my blanket
that smells
like you.
I let my nose
linger there,
inhaling your scent
until the aroma
fades
and the memories
wash over me
and my heart
can no longer
stay above
water.
Feb 26, 2016
Feb 26, 2016 at 10:56 PM UTC
Occasionally,
I will discover
a patch of
my blanket
that smells
like you.
I let my nose
linger there,
inhaling your scent
until the aroma
fades
and the memories
wash over me
and my heart
can no longer
stay above
water.
