Philosophy Of A Teenager Loser

forgotten scent

I forgot how you smelled
I forgot how you felt
How your hair from your beard felt on my lips
How your hair stubble felt in my hands when I rubbed your cheeks
I can't remember the colors of your eyes
but I feel like I would recognized them if I ever saw them again
I miss your voice
I miss your hands holding my hands
I miss ur crooked smile
I miss ur weird laugh
I miss ur awkward stares

I just miss you and I know I shouldn't