One sniff ends my reverie.
I swore I was over you, yet sweetness and affection come roaring back, evoking good memories as if you’re dead, and the bad no longer exist. The ache within swells. Wait, what went wrong again? Baby, baby…where did our love go?
And why do strangers have to smell like you?
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More on these 55-word short shorts here. Like a few other bloggers, I've committed to writing one every Friday. Give it a shot. It's addictive. :)