Deep breath, a familiar smell..
smell of him..
the memory latches onto the smell
till i find him.. n there he is
trace of a past long gone by,
feelings that once maybe existed
but the smell..
how else would I identify
The first rains
we soaked in together,
the masala chai we cheered together
the touch of his hand
I feel it no more.
How do u reference to something
which mattered so much at one point..
how does it slip away
you are the same person,
but cannot relate to anymore
But the smell haunts me
the whiff takes me back
as I sneeze away the choke of it
he crosses my path
just like time did..