HIM

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I wonder
Why every second, his sweet smell lingers in my nose?
No matter how long the distance
Whenever we’re apart 
Even a centimeter away
I constantly long for him more.

I wonder
Why whenever I pinched my nose to his cheeks
Or kiss him in the lips
(I always do to ease the pain)
I would still miss him;
And would search for only one scent: his.

Yet, no matter how close,
No matter what I try…
I won’t stop longing…
I can’t stop thinking…

Despite the fragmented answers,
In the end, I will still wonder
Why do I still miss him?
Why does my heart long for him more?
Even how many hours
We clutched our hands together .