Poetry

After You Left #Poem

I found your shirt in my wardrobe

It still smells of you

You must have forgotten it when

You took your things

 

I can’t throw it away

So it’s still there

Buried beneath my winter jumpers

In the furthest corner of my mind

 

The void you left is shrinking

I’m moving on and living

But there will be one hole that will never heal

And I will fill it with the shirt that you left in my wardrobe

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