i can still smell you on me.
but the smell is fading. faded.
the smell, your smell reminds me of you. of days when it was less complicated. days when i didn’t want, when i didn’t need more.
days when i was content wasting time talking to you. discussing music and books. listening to the playlist you made me.
it has washed off of me now. and i don’t think i will ever get it back.
but i crave that smell. I need it.
a time when nothing made sense, but everything made sense.
now it is a puzzle. unsolvable.
i wish that i could take it back. but i know, if given the choice i would still love you.
and nothing would change.
and once again my choices betray me.