[12.6.2022]

the expensive bottle of perfume is still perched on my dresser. i remember how you said i smelled good. it's only enough for one last wear and i'm saving it for the next time i get to see you. i don't know when that is.

i still feel your gentle fingers running down my back when i'm laying in bed. i remember my hand on the nape of your neck while your face was directly above my giggling one. never thought the mixture of weed and cologne would smell so good when i buried my face in the crook of your neck.

we could've gotten naked in the hotel bathroom but we sat in bed while you fed me shawarma at 2 in the morning. you complained that i took such small bites but then you said 'here, this is easy for you to bite' to cater to me. you know how much of a sucker i am for feeling spoiled.

i know i left the hotel room smelling like you that friday night. i miss that one little kiss you sneaked to me behind your friends while the cupboard doors were open. i was tired and worn out but that little kiss concluded how loved i felt being around you. now i just wish we could've had more together.