i hope you know
i wear your sweater every night
to remember your arms
around my body
when you hugged me goodbyenow your eyes misted over
dead like the november leaves
white like the painting
on the wall
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Poetrypoems, thoughts, and pain for those who admire the clouds the same
hospital bed
i hope you know
i wear your sweater every night
to remember your arms
around my body
when you hugged me goodbyenow your eyes misted over
dead like the november leaves
white like the painting
on the wall