yesterday i tried to trick myself
into thinking that you were with me
i wore that shirt you loved to put on
—and i to take off—
your body
i sprayed your cologne
all over the house
until the place smelled young and musty
then i closed my eyes and breathed it all in
slow, like the way you'd love me
I swear I heard your voice call me.
Yesterday when I tricked myself
into thinking
you were with
me.
YOU ARE READING
Love, Hate and everything else in between.
PoetryA book about life, hate, pain, anger, heightened emotions and finding self love, written in form of poetry by someone who hasn't quite even quite found it yet. Cover made entirely by me. Please do not post any of my work without my permission.
