Your scent

I was waiting for your scent

when I noticed

our hands are the same size.

Your scent

hat to be dug out,

and I did it

with my hands.

But I couldn’t find it now,

I wouldn’t recognise it now,

I don’t remember it.

I dug it out

but I was suffocating you.

I suffocated you

and you let me.

Why did you let me?

We simply looked

at each other’s hands.

Every now and then

you looked at me.

You said my hands

were bigger than yours.

I said they’re the same size.

I don’t know why

you keep looking at me.

I can’t find your scent

anymore.

Your scent,

that butterfly forever gone.