Memories linger between
the threads of my sweatshirt.
Glimpses of lilac-clothed moments
retained within the stitches of
a cotton-polyester blend.
Simple fabric now consoling me
from my mind's wanderings to you.
Memories linger between
the threads of my sweatshirt.
Glimpses of lilac-clothed moments
retained within the stitches of
a cotton-polyester blend.
Simple fabric now consoling me
from my mind's wanderings to you.
AO Poetry 
I love this! My now wife and I used to trade sweatshirts. I’d wear hers until her smell wore off. She’d wash mine first and then wear it. Go figure. ❤
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Haha aww! That’s love ❤️❤️
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Even if she did wash hers before she pit it on!
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