Scent of smoke…

 It was like you were laced away with all him that day……

Like that entwined wit him laying there that you remember getting up to get ready to leave and you feel different with his legs around you and the second you get up it just felt ajeeb and you remember as you stood over the couch with him stil laying and looking at you you look at yourself with that weird feeling on the inside why it suddenly felt incomplete like a piece of you was suddenly missing in you……

And the waaaaay he could sense that like always bout you and just smiiiiiles away to on your way back all the way you keep smelling your hands over n over again cause it smelled all him the scent of the smoke the scent of him over your arm and then you…….

Even till date everytime somebody at cafés and places smokes you just try and be around for a bit like slow walk to where you weee heading just so you could smell it for longer cause it brings him along the most……be it watching him look that sexyyyyyyyy smoking making those smoke rings over Skype or in those meets like somehow it holds that essence of him and form hating the smel of smoke before him to after him it’s also one of your most loved scents now cause it brings scent of him along!!!!!!