i buried my face in my pillow. the reek of stale beer and tobacco was awful and awfully familiar. as much as i want to dismiss it, i went ahead and tried to place it. i asked the obvious questions. where the hell did i smell this? something? someone? then it hit me. someone. oh shit. a man’s smell. but who? i sifted through my memories. its someone from my past. someone i shared a bed or morning after of drinking spree, countless times. i went blank for a few moments. i could swear i screamed his name out loud. but im certain that it was just in my head. i keep saying his name over and over until he’s all i can think of. it is his smell. its so him. i still remember how he is. took me a while to figure it out. apparently, he’s still there. i thought i have buried everything about him when i decided to let him go. but ive never truly forgotten.
burying my head again in my pillow.
baho.
Haha. Delusional?
You never fail to be amusing.