photo by Baby Boy Tommy ♥
Dear Journal:
The other day as i was walking to a class, i smelled a sweet familiar scent. It was how you smelled to me. I stopped and looked around hoping you'd somehow managed to find me at that exact location and time, because ive always believed in romantical qualities.....i did a full turn and only saw an old asian lady sitting on the bench underneath the old tree that once protected me from the rain. She smiled at me, and handed me a booklet...the booklet was titled "a better world" and had a rainbow with kids playing underneath it. As i reached down to take it from her she held my hand and simply smiled. language barrier. As I smiled back the scent grew stronger, she was the scent.....the scent i loved you for. i couldnt help but smile as i walked away. smile at the idea that this pleasant lady let me smell what i knew as love once again. i couldnt help but smile at the idea of an eighty something year old sitting under the tree at a unversity. as if she was placed there just for me....im falling in love all over again
friends forever,
Nella
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Bullshit.