Vintage

You lent me Your vintage sweater You told me It suits me better So i must be in love You spelled my name Some way that i loved A single letter That came out of your mouth The kisses You gifted Made me feel alive When i thought i’ve already died I miss you I miss you The way you made me Wanna try When i got my hands down I wish you Could sit right here again And comb my hair With your tenderness I’m just used To feel that loved I still keep All your poems That you devoted to me Or to some other girl That you loved Just like me The kisses You gifted Made me feel alive When i thought i’ve already died I miss you I miss you The way you made me Wanna try When i got my hands down I miss you