I know you probably only wore this once
And it meant nothing to you
But this sweatshirt to me was a promise
A promise of comfort and love
Now all it has to show for itself is your faint smell
And stains from my tears
I wish it were you I was hugging
I wish you were here in my bed
But now you are gone forever
And I'm here clenching this damn sweatshirt instead
I know you probably only wore this once
And it meant nothing to you
But this sweatshirt now is a sad memory
Created by you
Thanks for returning it anyways
And for being discreet
I miss you more than you could know
But its time to move on I think
YOU ARE READING
Safety Net
Poetry~ Collection of poems ~ There is more below the surface of the appearance of my face that you could ever know. This is my attempt to show it. All written by me ;-; about mental health, hardships, relationships, and just life and the bullshittery th...
