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
Subverted my expectations
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