Inhale
When I inhale,
I still feel
a rush
I smell
The feeling:
It was more
than a crush
The touch
Was fleeting,
So why do I
Still want you
so much?
Your heart beating
I once smelled this smell
on you
But now,
that isn’t true
Just an
old
discarded
sweatshirt,
as
forgotten
as me
and you.
Copyright © Kate Bacon | Year Posted 2021
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