I tell you I love you,

Even though I know you can’t hear me.

I whisper it into the hood of your jacket,

Wrapped around me as I’m laying in bed alone.

The smell of you filling my lungs with every breath.

Sometimes I wonder if you can hear my “I love yous” in your head.

I wonder if you’re laying awake,

Staring at the ceiling and wishing you were here,

Because I wish you were here.

I wish it was your skin brushing against mine,

Instead of the worn lining of a hoodie.

All the same,

It’s a piece of you that keeps me warm at night.

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