Such was her scent,
Leaving me to repent.
Conjuring up memories I had buried deep within.
Drowning yet again in all my past sins.
Her image floated through my mind,
And I cursed myself to have been so blind.
People always come and go,
Some in happiness and some in sorrow.
I remember how I had stood right there,
Looking at her feet where my heart lay bare.
She had to go and it had to be done.
I was to be left alone with no one.
But isn’t life funny?
Because one fine day when the sky was warm and sunny.
There came a familiar scent to my nose.
Could it be her, I wondered.
In all honesty, who knows?
Torn apart by society and brought together by fate.
The faint smile on her face said it wasn’t too late.
So we sat down side by side and smiled.
Remembering all the adventures we had and the places we had been,
We conjured up memories we had buried deep within.
~Megha Bhartiya 💜