For now a woman shouldn’t write more than this

Now your breathe almost smells like mine

Or does mine scents like yours now?

I like the cologne you smell of

Lying my head on your chest

Leaves my hair scented with your cologne

Makes me almost believe

Part of you remain in me

Even after hours of departure.

I go to bed without shower

To keep little of you in me until the next morning.

It is fun meeting you once in a while

It may not be so much fun if we saw each other everyday

It would cringe to know you have weakness underneath that boldness

It cringes to expose my insecurities

We are just fine:This way

A point where your breathe smells like mine

And a few hours of your cologne scent after departure.

P.S: Random wandering thoughts