Maybe I’ve worn this T-Shirt since a very long time,
1 year or two
when we saw the seasons and the change of her dime.
It doesn’t matter at all,
in the summer I know I will still love you in the fall.
Because I still have your scent in my hair.
In the eternal scarfs and wintercoats; I’m still keeping
because in their fabric you’re still there,
with your pleasant smell.
I will forever wear your grey T-Shirt,
I know the warmth isn’t the thing I always have to ask for,
it stays forever with me like before.
The warmth creeps into me during the cold winter nights;
I don’t have to wait long for your presence anymore.