His Scent

She glazed and whispers to my ear, "I don't like it,"

"What is it?" I asked.

"The scent he left in my room" she answered. "It's all over my blanket and pillows like he just sprayed his cologne purposefully, and it'll remain me of him in the middle of the night when I accidently wake up from nightmares he put me through," She took one deep breath, "As he walked out the door, I hope he didn't left anything behind, not his heart, not even his scent, cause it could drive me insane,"

I'm not sure what to say, so I just sit there. Watching her glazed to the lights of the city 
...and she cries
...and I let her.


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