I grabbed a t-shirt this morning without really looking at it.
I guess that was my fault, I should've been more careful, but it was a just a shirt.
Once it was on, it was a rather large fit, only when the smell hit me, did I realize it was his.
I couldn't take it off, but I couldn't keep it on.
My eyes were watering and I was screaming before I knew what was happening.
I lay that way on my bed for hours in my head.
I missed the bus, missed school, but the only thing I cared about was that I was missing you.
