I still listen to your playlist,
granted I've renamed it,
I still haven't detached the association.
I think of you every time I cook
I think of you every time I season my food
I know we're strangers but
I still smell your cologne
I still remember what it feels like to have your hands wrapped around me
I still remember how it feels to hold me into you while I quietly drift off into sleep
I know we're strangers but
I hope you're doing well.
Forever and Always,
Jay
