Your Sweatshirt Poem by Maya Reid

The other day I “borrowed” your sweatshirt
You eventually stole it back again
I said I wanted it
Because it was so warm
And it smelled so good
Like you
I said I wanted it
So I stole it again
And I kept it
And I wore it
All the time
And it made me feel warm
When I was cold
But more than that
It made me feel protected
It was my own little piece of you
When I wore it
I felt like
You
Were holding me close
I felt loved
But more than that
Let’s go deeper
Last night
I was in a bad place
And I was crying
And I so badly wanted
To come crawling to you
I so badly desired
Someone to hold the pieces of me together
I so badly craved
A shoulder to cry on
So I grabbed your sweatshirt
And wrapped it up into a pillow
My own personal shoulder
And I
Leaned into it
Sobbed into it
It was my own little piece of you
There when I needed it
When I needed you
Making me feel loved
And protected
And utterly not alone
Because it was my own little piece of you
The piece I’ll have forever
Eternally
When I need it
When I need you
I’ll forever have
My own little piece of your smile
Of your laugh
Of your beautiful, beautiful soul
Now and into eternity
I’ll always have
Your
—Now my—
Pillow to sleep on
Shoulder to cry on
Warmth when it’s cold outside
Or on the inside
There when it’s needed
Big, black, warm, memory-keeping, comfort-giving Carhartt sweatshirt