When I give you my jacket
or any other type of clothing, I don’t ever want it back. It’s not just because you’re my one and only, and it’s a cliche thing to give the girlfriend an item from my closet..
It’s so, on those cold nights where I’m not around to hug you tight, I can still keep you warm even when I’m miles away; just put on my hoodie. So on those days where you feel like you don’t want to put anything else on, you can slide into my jacket. When you miss me unbearably, just like I’ma be missing you ten fold, you can take in my scent as if I were standing right next to you. So when I’m not there, I can still wrap myself around you. Without actually being there.
And don’t ever give it back.
I’d rather see you burn it in front of my eyes - along with every other one of my belongings I have ever given to you, than have you give it back. Especially when now, it’s drowned in the intoxicating aroma of you.
Aw.
nawwwwww.. i want this.
