Another collection of thoughts
I’m not alone, but I am lonely.
Lately, so many things remind me of you.
While cleaning out my closet, I came across
the shirt I wore on our first date. Every time I see it,
I immediately think of you.
All I want to do is listen
to all the songs that remind me of you,
both the good and the bad things.
All I want to do is relive
the memory of how we were.
How in love with you I was.
How in love you were with me.
How come I cannot bring myself to take down that shirt?
I never wear it. All I have
left is a blue shirt and some memories.
