Thursday, March 3, 2011

You were there...


I was supposed to meet him at the bus station, but he was still a station away, so I took my book out of my bag and started to read. It had been a while since I last read that book, so I couldn`t remember where I was.
It took me some seconds to reach the last line I could recall reading, "Love was far too close, or very distant, we no longer knew it, it had to happen some day, not to know".
So there I was, reading Emily L. and waiting. My back on the wall and a man standing very close to me. I moved, I hate being observed. I didn´t look at him but I turned around and walked a few steps away from him. But then I stopped. It was quite hard to believe... it couldn´t be you and it wasn´t you, but somehow you were present. I caught that scent... it was so slight and yet so powerful that it forced me to return to the place I walked away from... In front of me, waiting for the bus, was some guy. I could not see his face, and to be honest, I didn´t care about his face. I just smelled him from the far. He smells a little bit like you. He probably wears the same lotion as you do.
He´s not you but I don`t mind, that stranger brought me closer to you today...
You were there.

3 comments:

Gugo said...

In the past i wouldnt believed the power of smelling, but now Im quiet sure that can make you remember or even fly away from there to a place you long to be. Im fan of catching scents! :) i learnt it somewhere... ;)

Krislin Neo, Ting (Syracuse Pike) said...

Exactly, that scene... More than often, unknown to many, that's often what drawn, attracted...

Dishilicious said...

awww!! i know what you mean!