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.
Aaaah beautiful!!! And so true…
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 :-\
Very beautiful, keep up the good work 😀
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>
beautifully written Beirut Boy.
Beautifully stated
and then we get trapped in these small things.