Because it warms me.

In the street I smile and nod. “Yeah, okay,” I say.

At home I sob and shake. “I can’t do this” I say.

In bed I feel so cold and alone despite the proximity of up to six warm bodies. They know something’s up. I say nothing but I cuddle up with your jumper. It smells of you, it makes me feel close to you, It warms me.

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