All I'll Ever Need {phan}

Alone

It's been a week since you've left, Phil.

The house is so cold.

I can't leave my room without crying.

I miss your head poking into my room,

Asking if I wanted anything.

Can you come over and do that again?

If you did, I'd ask for you.

You left your faded jumper in my room.

I sleep with it.

Is that weird?

It smells like you,

It helps me fall asleep.

Without it, crying myself to sleep would be hard.

Because nothing would be there to dry my eyes.

I like to think you left it behind on purpose,

That you knew that I would cry,

And you knew you wouldn't be there to wipe my tears.

Like you always were.

So you left behind a part of you,

To make sure I fell asleep in peace.

But Phil, hun;

Your jumper makes me sad.

Because it's scent is slowly fading,

With every tears that gets wiped.

And that makes me realise that we're slowly fading.

With every tear you don't get to wipe.