Your scent lingers upon my hands and clothes and I find myself thinking of you and you alone. And upon the midnight hour while lying in bed, I find myself thinking of you and you alone. And in early morning hours as I rise from my nights slumber, I find myself thinking of you and you alone. And in the never ending hours of the day, I find myself thinking of you and you alone. And in my unpredictable future, I shall find myself thinking of you and you alone. And on my death's bed, I shall find myself thinking of you and you alone.
Reason for writing:
Sometimes after my girlfriend leaves I can still smell my
girlfriend's (Anika) lotion on my hands and her perfume
on my clothes and it makes me think of her constantly.
Birth sign: Virgo
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