His smell

The scent of his body on your sheets ,your pillow and maybe even a bit that lingers on your body. In the morning it’s all you're left with when you’re not in a relationship. The smell of his cologne is a silent reminder of the amazing night you shared. When the sunlight hits your windows the only thing you can do is to cover yourself with that left over smell to hold on to the passion of last night. You pull the sheets close to your body and lay your head on the pillow he briefly slept on. Now you know how it feels to slowly fall in love with your casual lover.

Your started off as good friends and of course you never mend for this to happen. But both of you knew the attraction was there and it would only be a matter of time before you gave in to temptations. You can’t blame yourself and no you shouldn’t ! Because men he has a good body and the way he makes love to you is out of this world. In those few hours you share he makes you feel like the goddess you are. The young emancipated and daring woman inside you tells you this is just what you need, a lover without commitments.

So now you get text messages at ungodly hours in the night asking about what you’re doing. You admit in a text back that your thoughts were with his beautiful body and before you know it you open the door for your perfect stranger. You recognize the look in his eyes, he wants you so much that getting back to the bed is a mission in itself. How you love these moments where nothing seems to matter but the both of you.

It’s all vanished into a dream when you wake up alone the next morning. His smell will go eventually, but the feeling that you maybe need more out of this casual relationship will linger. It can’t be washed away by the shower you take and the clean sheets on your bed won’t help cover that emptiness you feel. Your young emancipated self is left behind confused because you slowly start to realize the rules of this heartbreaking pleasure . His smell is the only thing a real lover will leave behind, never his heart.