I used your perfume this morning and i can still smell it now. Never thought that a scent could distract me this much everytime it lingers around my nose,
Like, guess who'll be having a trouble sleeping tonight of missing you and longing for your presence here? Ugh.
Weird enough, it will be the other way around if you are here instead. Because sleeping would only be a waste of time, duh, thats the last thing I would do.
I mean, being with you will cherish me more than a dream ever would. Why would I sleep when I can happily being awake with your company around. Right?
I guess thats love for me: an odd way of choosing a life partner to live and end your life with [no context]
