I can fold your sweatshirt into
a tidy package and send it back
across state lines
but what do I do with the memories?
I long to return the feeling of your arms around me as you sleep.
I can pack away the necklace you gave me
but when rain falls, its music speaks your name
When will the summer air stop tasting of you, too?
Jun 2, 2019
Jun 2, 2019 at 10:50 PM UTC
I can fold your sweatshirt into
a tidy package and send it back
across state lines
but what do I do with the memories?
I long to return the feeling of your arms around me as you sleep.
I can pack away the necklace you gave me
but when rain falls, its music speaks your name
When will the summer air stop tasting of you, too?
