Depression…
Where every shirt sleeve becomes a tissue

Will you leave now?
You know they always leave
But they don't always say why
I don't know which one of us I should believe
So many reasons for farewells
Some leave by will, some by chance
And some for someone else

Will you leave now?
Leave me never to return
Some of them never learn
When is it too late to try again?
So many reasons for farewells
Some leave by will, some by chance
And some for someone else

Will you leave me now?
Leave with words that you regret
But never come back to correct
Forever there leading you astray
So many reasons for farewells
Some leave by will, some by chance
And some for someone else

Will you leave me now?
To emphasise that our love has lost it's worth
Take back your heart but leave your shirt
Slam the door on all this hurt
So many reasons for farewells
Some leave by will, some by chance
And some for someone else

Will you leave me now?
Maybe I should have thought of leaving you
I always thought we´d make it through
You know they always leave
But never why they left
Some leave by will, some by chance
and some try to forget

I think the sweetest dress a girl can wear is her man's shirt

I cuddle with it anytime I'm in my bed
You've had it since you were young
I really liked that thing that you said
About how you want it to give me hope
It feels good whenever I wear it
About myself and my future too
Its baggy but it kinda fits
Where did you go in this shirt- and what did you do?

I remember you wore that shirt when we would stay in long nights together.
It made me feel so safe, seeing you decorated in those perfectly stitched designs.
In your sleeves you would wrap me and tell me everything would be fine next time.
Your collar was a burying ground for my secrets. But now it's just a target for my tears.  
That shirt reminds me of when you spoke to me softly as my panic attacks turned to night terrors and I was terrified to shut my own eyes.
I remember when I put on that shirt.
With the red collar.
You begged me to get into bed with you.

You clothed my fears with the cotton nooses of your wardrobe.
I thought I cut them off and destroyed the straight jackets in your closet
They could never hold me down again.

You're wearing that T-shirt.
Without me.
but Somehow,
I still can't breathe.

I said I love that black sando
You said it's tank top
Whatever it is, sweetheart
I just want you to know
You are always adorable to me
Whether you wear black or white
It is not the outside that I see
But your golden heart inside
So when I say I love that tank top
I want to hug and kiss it
I actually mean I love you
I want to hug and kiss you
The way you hug and kiss me
*Since you took my heart

Faded Glory
Sweatshirt clenches my
teary salt seas.
Mascara on cotton
like drizzle upon Asphalt.