I tried to leave my bed today
But my bedsheet smells just like you
It grabbed me and pulled me back in just like you
It wrapped around my body
just like you used to wrap your arms around my waist
It tingles my skin
just like your skin tingled me under them
It was warm just like you
It felt nice just like you
It was everywhere just like you.
Jenny's note:
It was his smell that I remembered. He always smelled fresh, like lemons and mint. And that always drew my attention. When he hugged me, I would take a deep breath with my head buried in his chest. His scent would calm me down immediately.
We used to lie in my bed for hours, he used to tell me everything about his day and I would do the same. And I loved how my entire bedroom would smell like him, the fragrance would linger even after he would leave.
But now he does not come around my place anymore, and his presence is fading. Everything that screamed his name has now gone away but his fragrance still remains here and there. I could still smell him on my clothes, on my couch and under my bedsheet.
I decided to stop sulking and go out today, leave this bed, leave this bed and get some sunlight. But the bedsheet they wrapped around my body and stopped me from leaving the bed just like he used to.
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The Moon, Stars and Chinadolls
PoetrySometimes when I have feelings so strong that they are hard to control I write down my thoughts. I don't know if these are poems or songs or something in between but they belong to the similar class. There's also a note following each poem, more lik...
