shirt to give away

Im leaving you in the past
Where you belong if we are being fair
But love isn't fair is it?
Worn shirts with too many holes in them
 A comfort I can't let go
It's time for a new season
For snow to fall and presents to be unwrapped
but I'm stuck in the blaze of summer
Sitting on park benches drinking 40s
Talking about how great life has been and where the stars are going
and I can't let go
But it's time, time to leave yesterday and live today
and become who I'm meant  to be for tomorrow
I can't do that wearing this old dingy shirt
who now belongs to someone else
and maybe, just maybe, they wear it better
but before I let you go
I'll nustle my head in your soft fabric
Smell your masculine scent
I'll keep all the good times
and conviently forget the bad
Yes, yes I do believe it's time for a new shirt
One that fits all of me
And wants only me
A shirt to wear through all the coming seasons and not just sunny days
That doesn't wear too much and gets better with time