I miss your smell.
I miss the way I bury my face in your chest
and sniff you.
The way I close my eyes and try to memorize
the mixed smell of your perfume and your sweat.
I miss the way you get sweetly-angry and smile
when I try to smell your armpit.
I miss the way I am with you.
The way my heart ponder while I tightly
wrapped my arms around you.