And just like that, out of nowhere, I smell your cologne. I feel it unearth all the memories I tried so hard to bury. You’re long gone but I can feel it wrap around me, trapping me in my unwanted recollection of you.
It seems that I can’t erase you from my memory or my senses. And as I stay there, seemingly indifferent, I feel a slight throb in my chest; a dull and barely noticeable pain. And with that comes the reminder that I still miss you, even though I know that I mean nothing more to you than the girl who’s affections you didn’t want.