The smell of Abercrombie cologne, apple orchard candles and spearmint gum always bring you back
Some nights I lay and stare at the walls hoping you heard that song on the way home from work and your eyes teared up
The taste of mtn dew and orange chicken bring your face to my thoughts
Most days I dream about your gentle loving touch
Your soft cold fingers gliding down my arms and back
The thought gives me chills
I hope you think of me
And the priceless laughs we shared
My mind will always run back to you
You're all I've ever loved
December Ross