i began to think about your cologne, your /minty/ breath, your dazzling eyes, and everything that made you which made me forget about us and all we used to be.
Faint smells of him stain my clothes & now & then whiffs of his cologne catch me off guard & suddenly my mind aches to smell him in my bed on my body to engulf myself in him
And I no longer look at my favourite picture of us before bed. I no longer double check your name on my phone to see If you messaged me. I no longer anonymously call you when you're at work just to hear your voice mail. I no longer go to the store for samples of the cologne you wear. And even though I no longer do these things I still long for you.
