Only At Night

I put on your old shirts

That I keep hidden in my bottom drawer

Every time I pull them out of their hiding spot

I hope that they’ll still smell like you

Even though it’s been months upon months

Since I have seen you

I put on your old shirts

That I keep hidden in my bottom drawer

Every time I pull them out of their hiding spot

I hope that while I no longer see you in the day

You will pay me a visit in my restless dreams

R.R.