I miss the way you smell…
In the morning, with your arm draped over me. With your eyes closed, lips pressed to my shoulder, dreaming carefree.
I miss the way you smell…
Getting dolled up, robe on, makeup in front of the mirror. Pulling those jeans every inch on making it hard for me to breathe clearer.
I miss the way you smell…
In the car ride, it doesn’t really matter where. With my fingers squeezing your leg hoping time stops so we never get there.
I miss the way you smell…
At the airport with your ear on my chest, where you can’t see the tears while we slow dance this duet…
Until we meet again I count all the seconds.
Every hand click devours me,
but every phone call empowers me.
I’m counting down till I fly the sky and subtract an ocean
till I’m turning the knob on your door
I don’t need direction
I’ll find you there happy, sad, stressed, or relaxed
it won’t matter much, this is why I was cast
I’m gonna hold you till your heartbeat bumps with mine
For a little help, I’ll get the glasses, pour the wine
I love the way you smell…
when I see you again,
it doesn’t matter what we’re doing,
where we are, for how long, or when.
