• His Sweatshirt

    by  • July 20, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Hope • 0 Comments

    I found one of his sweatshirts today, hidden in my closet just waiting for me to come across it again. I put it on hoping to find any lingering remnant of him. Slipping on the black over heaping fabric I inhaled deeply. Nothing. He is completely gone now. I slowly took it off, as he once did and held it up for one last look before neatly folding it in all the right places. I gently tucked it back away in the corner of my closet. I hope to myself one day he will come back looking for his favorite sweatshirt….and me.

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