I still have your red button up and it still smells like you.
When I feel alone, I put it on just to feel close to you.
I wonder if you still miss me too but the thought is quickly dismissed
because reality crashes back in
and then I miss you again.
And then I’m angry again..
And then I love you again..
And I shouldn’t at all.
And then it’s full circle again..
©Al’Nysa S. Goodwin