Perfume

And she would try and put on every other perfume and body spray she had with her. She would take the latest issey miyake perfume her friend gave her, and would sprinkle it on herself, especially her scarf because after every two minutes she would just sniff on it. It was getting unbearable, she was getting irritated. It wouldn't let her rest, she would scratch her nostrils every now and then. Uncountable breaths she took so she could really feel the fresh air around her, but it all failed. As much as she tried she got it even stronger. Uurrgghhhh

Came stronger than ever, well that’s what she always thought, it always came stronger, stronger than before. It always made her numb. She would be performing her daily routine, but in fact would all time be living in that fragrance. If she could she would just pull it out of her nose. Sometimes she would think “What would I do if it continues for days” because it has been with her for days sometimes weeks. She could not get rid of this fragrance. Sometimes she thought, it was in her head, and she would go online and read about it. It was in her head, it was making her crazy, it always makes crazy all she wanted was just for a minute to breath without it.

This fragrance would take her back in time, twelve years back. Exactly like it use to be like this many years back. She resting her head on his chest. The chest she use to call her own. The chest she once claimed was her’s and her’s only. The cold shinny soft chest.. She would just sniff it.. sniff it and sniff it and would sniff it again .. she wanted it, wanted it to stay with her forever .. she would sniff his arms. His arms pits. She would look into his eyes and would tell him, “I just love your aroma and I want it to stay with me forever, I just love it “

She Loved him