time has come and time has past,
yet i can still feel your presence in my lungs.
i can still feel how on numerous occasions you left me gasping for air.
how on many days the sight of your eyes had my breath hitching.

I could breath,
easily even.

But when you would come around
my lungs would fail me.
I would take chunks of your scent into my lungs,
hold on to that scent as long as i could.
But science and physics would fail me,
forcing me to breath again
therefore losing your scent.

time has come and time has past,
yet traces of your scent stay in my lungs.

I never want to let go .