Posted on Saturday 27 December 2003
I did laundry tonight. So many of your clothes mixed in- underwear, Marvin the Martian boxers I gave you after we started dating, t-shirts, lots of t-shirts. I held every piece of clothing against my cheek, hoping to find your scent lingering on something. But it wasn’t there so I put it all in the ‘to be washed’ basket. Then took it all out again, couldn’t bear to wash it knowing you had touched each and every piece…can’t wash away your touch.
Sorry, the comment form is closed at this time.