I wear the hoodie you gave me;
Burgundy red, buttons,
Deep pockets,
Soft, comforting,
Made in Taiwan for
Some chain store,
H&M or Primark I guess,
Just a hoodie, it's true,
But so much more because
It smells just like you,
It's a memory of your shape,
Your outline in woven cotton,
Reminds me of things I had forgotten;
Like when you let me
Borrow your scarf
When it was cold,
How you'd let your knee
Rest against mine
Beneath the table,
Throw your arm around
My shoulders when you
Had drunk more than enough,
The way you'd whisper to me,
Make me laugh in class,
Despite the disapproving glances,
From other students.
And I have a photo of
You wearing it when
We walked along the river
Together, a perfect day.
Wearing it is like having
Your arms around me again,
Soft, warm, comforting,
Like you never went away,
Like this hoodie
And memories
Aren't all I have.
I wear the hoodie you gave me,
Every
Day.
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@chickgamer it's sad but I love it. And the stupid blanket he gave me. And his ukulele. I'm such a smitten kitten πβ€π±
@Irrational_Kimmi this is starting to sound like what my weekends used to be like.....ππ yeah ima need to go shopping the week before!
@chickgamer π and if you haven't seen him for four months...it's going to be extreme π Yes, better get supplies: cuffs/rope, blindfold, lingerie, 'lotions', wine, candles, and any more ahem exotic items you might need. ππ
@Irrational_Kimmi oh I've got a few bits and bobs from before. More rope is always good ππ but yeah, I don't think any 'lotions' will be needed! He's already moaning he's only a man...so?! Viagra!
@chickgamer haha well there are other things he can do for you if he gets a bit 'tired' πππ
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