your hoodie hangs in my closet quietly
it mocks me over and over again reminding me that you're not here
i can barely even touch it, let alone look at it
i want to feel your comforting embrace wrapped around my frail and broken shell of a body
but you left me here; a shipwreck left to rot
i can't bear to even feel the ghost of your embrace
if I wrap that hoodie around my shipwrecked frame, I will start crying
and by that I mean my tears will create a storm so devastating it ends the world
yet you never come back
if you loved me, why'd you leave me?
