His Scent lingered on my shirt hours after our last embrace,
the moment before I decided to say goodbye,
With each breeze tears filled my eyes as his sweet fragrance kissed my nose.
I knew saying goodbye was impossible but it was the only way to protect my heart.
My body ached for just one last taste of his enchanting aroma.
His tantalizing aura was all I craved, although I knew His mouthwatering perfume was just there to disguise the poison of his kiss.
His venom had already spread throughout my body and paralyzed my mind.
I could no longer think apart from him.
He was a toxin specifically designed to rip apart my ambition for love .
His infection had almost completely taken root when suddenly I saw a glimpse of hope
The antidote lay inches from my grasp,
It was a tiny vial labeled freedom
This was it , I had finally found the cure for my disease and yet I hesitated,
Was I ready to become my own person?
Could I stand on my own two feet or would I come crashing down paralyzed by my fear of being alone.
I as desperately searched for the courage to drink the remedy of my illness I was overwhelmed by a sweet and familiar fragrance.
I begin to get lost in the memories of the tantalizing aroma,
but as I hear him call my name I snap to my senses and drink the formula.
How delightful it was to taste the overwhelming sweetness of Freedom!