unexpected questions in my head

places we had coffees at
when your leg was resting on mine
they still make me pause when i pass them

split seconds when your scent is too overwhelming
it happens all over town
the confused look on my face when i realize youre not near me

a girl passes me on the street
i cant help but turn to look after her and smile
she has the exact same walk as you

i hold on to these
why cant i hold on to you?

make me stop.

i pull her towards me by her hair
(i still remember the smell of yours)

her lips enjoy exploring my neck
(it was always difficult to tear myself away)

my hands go lower to her hipbone
(how i loved to hear you sigh)

i can feel her fingers inside me
(remember the sound?)

her making me cum has become a constant
(every time i imagine its you)