Synopsis:

Simon met her in a bar one night.

There were no promises, no plans, no important questions. Just long looks, skin that understood each other too quickly, and an intensity that couldn't be contained in a single night.

Since then, they sought each other out without saying what they were.

They weren't a couple.

They weren't official.

But they shared early mornings, bodies, silences, and an intimacy that seemed to belong only to them.

Simon never gave it a name.

She waited for one.

When she understood that staying meant accepting an incomplete place, she left. No scenes. No recriminations. Leaving behind an absence stronger than any goodbye.

Now, Simon lives trapped in what he didn't know how to say.

The bed still smells like her. Like her honey perfume. Like everything they were without being.

He can't touch anyone else. He can't escape. He remembers her in his body, in the night, in every failed attempt to move on.

One dawn, overcome by nostalgia and desire, Simon goes to look for her.

Not to demand, nor to promise.

But to say aloud what he always kept silent: that he couldn't forget her, that her scent haunts him, that his bed still remembers her.

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Lyrics translated into English:

You don't know how many things I have to do to get away from you.

Your scent haunts me.

Wherever I go, it haunts me (come on).

No matter how hard I try, no matter how much I try,

I can't escape (eh)

I feel so many things for getting away from you.

And that's because my bed smells like you.

Like your honey perfume, like you.

I close my eyes and think of you.

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