Perfume of memories,
Familiar scents from unfamiliar beings,
Familiar feelings from strangers,
Painful flashbacks of buried memories,
Suffocating me like it doesn't want to stop invading my nostrils,
Like it wants me to remember you
Every fiber of your being.
Forcing me to fight for something I surrendered a long time ago.
YOU ARE READING
Seulument Toi
PoetryCompilations of prose and poems. To the future, to the heart I'll surrender my heart for. To the incomplete soon to be filled, may we find the love of our lives and never let them go.
