PerfumeIt happens at the most unexpected times. Walking down the street, or in a coffee shop, when it happens.Perfume2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A whiff of perfume, just one scent, and I’m pulled back.
Back to another time, back to another place, back to her.
To the smell of her hair, the scent of her skin, the whiff of her perfume.
It’s enveloping, it’s intoxicating, it’s my drug.
I need it, I crave it, I want it more than anything.
It’s the scent of her, the scent of longing, the scent of memory.
It’s the scent of her and I sitting in a sandwich shop having lunch.
It’s the scent of us watching tigers at the zoo.
It’s the scent of me helping her study for the midterm she is worrying far too much over.
It’s the scent of love. The love that I offered, and the love she declined to take.
Then I’m back to the present, and the memory fades with the scent.
I wipe the tears from my eyes, and walk on.
Remembering the most beautiful girl I've ever known.
Remembering the smell