Love’s Intoxicating Scent

Alone in the dark I cry myself to sleep, praying that this night I will feel your strong, yet gentle hand touch my now tear-stained cheek. I bury my face in your pillow, wanting so desperately to smell your intoxicating scent. I’m inhaling but cannot find you there.

Maybe this is God’s way of keeping me alive,
for if I were to find you there, I would never exhale, for fear of losing you again.

Author: Fancyones

 

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