6:30
alarm ringing
i got up
for you7:00
perfume
behind my neck
so you'd smell it
when we hugged1:00
our eyes
played chess
small talk
promises3:00
he said
im all he wanted
then i guess
we're meeting sunday5:00
perfume
behind my neck
still there
it smells like you too
YOU ARE READING
the morning after
Şiirand everything changes the morning after, right? // highest rank - #108 in poetry