by Shadows

I’m just the rough old pullover, that kept u warm one day…
and at the first stain, u decided to let go of it, and look for a new one!

letting go is a healthy decision to make, yet hard!

left alone stained i am… waiting to end up in a charity bag, a recycle container or on the shoulders of a cold and homeless man!

i might even end up on a rope under the sun wet fresh and stainless!