invisible man

I find myself in your clothes
As if wearing your scent 
Feels nearly as good 
As you wearing me

There's fun in pretending 
Living in the spaces
You once occupied
is as close as I'll come
To the fabrication of what was  
Making homes out of the clothes you housed 
feels empty 
Even with me inside 
Cold 
Even with the warmth of its weight 

It always was
Cold
And
Empty
Loving you my invisible man