i found your sweatshirt today
it's funny how
something you haven't worn in months
can smell just like you
maybe i'm delusional
maybe it doesn't smell like you at all
but i'll keep convincing myself
that it has your scent
so i can hold it
and pretend it's you
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The Stages of Heartbreak and Grief of Who I Once Was
Poetryfreeform poetry describing the heartache of high school and college relationships and learning to navigate life alone
