You left your fragrance woven into my clothes
long after your presence disappeared,
and I stayed there caught in the silent room wanting you,
held back only by the memory of your scent.
That scent
so strong, yet strangely gentle,
wrapping around me like comfort
I never knew I needed.
I wish you knew
how easily I could drift to sleep
with your scent still clinging to the fabric,
like you never really left.
But now, even that fades
and the air feels heavier without you.
What once filled my lungs with warmth
now lingers,
almost too much to breathe.
I resist inhaling it,
for it corrodes my lungs,
yet I still crave to.
I want to savor every inch of your skin,
to let it imprint on mine,
forever entangled, inseverable.
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 3:29 PM UTC
You are the enchantment wrapped in my bones,
consuming my veins, my soul—
a curse that lies within the bottom of me,
for as long as time breathes.
It is madness,
like a disease rising in my flame,
like a soul that aches,
yet refuses to surrender itself.
For as long as I remember,
my love for you remains untouched,
trapped where time cannot reach—
It is almost an obsession,
an obsession I was never meant to escape.
I drown in it,
I rot in it,
only to be forever etched into me.
I cannot tell if I love it, or if it consumes me,
but I choose to let it devour me entirely.
You asked me, “Why me?”
Your tempestuous, shattering voice calls me, unrelenting.
The question burns within me—
Why I am so bound to you,
Why your shadow lives within me,
Why I am so selfish for you.
All of those things within you,
and yet I ache to carve your initials into my flesh.
Mar 29
Mar 29, 2026 at 3:38 AM UTC