i watched you wear those sweaters of yours,
faded at the sleeves, soft at the edges.
it fits you the way silence fits me—
comfortably, without hesitations.
i wonder what it would feel like
to be something you carry with ease,
instead of someone watching
from just out of reach.
YOU ARE READING
a love so poetic
Poetryfollows a 30-day journey of unrequited love, but also a gradual discovery of self-worth and self-love. each chapter is posted daily.
