Your Scent

It’s so weird.

How a perfume can transport you to a time. To a place. To two years ago. To the summer of 2010.

Two months was all it added up to. Short, sweet, beautiful, chaotic, tumultuous.

I swear I didn’t put it on purpose. I didn’t even know it was your perfume. But just a second after I sprayed it on my left wrist and rubbed it against the right one, I realized I would be wearing your scent all day. “Shit”, I thought. “I hate going back in time”.

It’s just a perfume. A smell. A manufactured piece of product.

And yet one sniff took me back to two years ago when I was kissing your neck.

To the beach. To the mountains.

To my car. To your room.

To the good. To the bad.

To two years ago, when I was kissing your neck.

7 thoughts on “Your Scent

  1. Alloush May 15, 2012 / 4:21 pm

    This is so true, it’s unbelievable how the human brain works. A lot of times I smell a perfume that I used to wear in 2006 and now it just reminds me of the July war. I usually tend to stay away from perfumes that my exes used to wear, I’m a very nostalgic person by nature and it would usually ruin my day :-\

  2. 15year-old-gayguy May 16, 2012 / 3:36 pm

    Very beautiful, keep up the good work 😀

  3. Mi7tar May 17, 2012 / 8:43 pm

    It’s just memories of your past , you have to be happy becuse you had a good days with him 😉
    Just smile and live your life day by day 🙂

    Love U my BB 3>

  4. Anonymous May 18, 2012 / 8:51 am

    beautifully written Beirut Boy.

  5. E! May 21, 2012 / 11:21 am

    Beautifully stated

  6. caioadele August 3, 2012 / 5:10 am

    and then we get trapped in these small things.

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