I remember the first day,
the day I noticed your eyes were like swimming pools,
I could see my own reflection in them
and I thought maybe that meant we could be something special.
Your scent came in waves
and then stuck to me like glue.
You smelled like curiosity
and a bit like lust,
you drew me in.
I remember the first kiss,
your lips tasted like rain
and you smelled like passion,
I let myself think it was love.
And I remember our first fight,
my eyes turned red
but yours were as dark as the ocean,
stormy and fierce.
I thought if you looked at me long enough
I might just drown in them.
You smelled like rage
and a lot like regret
and I thought maybe I had imagined any goodness in your scent.
I remember the silence,
you stopped holding my hand
and I almost forgot the color of your eyes.
In passing you smelled like disappointment.
But mostly I remember you leaving,
you wrapped me in your arms one last time
and kissed my forehead.
I felt nothing when you said goodbye,
but when the door closed
the scent you left behind was heartbreak.
My tears fell
where you stood just moments before
and I realized that all you really were from the very beginning,