By Jon
Date: 2002 Feb 25
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It's weird

You know it's weird how things still remind me of you even to this day.  

Things that reminded me of you used to put a smile on my face, but now, when I see/touch/feel/hear/smell something that reminds me of you I get this weird feeling in my stomach.

A feeling I can't really describe.

This girl passed by me today and she was wearing the same type of perfume you wear.  And suddenly I thought of you.  I thought of when I used to hold you close and everytime I would breath in I would smell your sweet perfume and I would spend the rest of the day smelling like you.  I would act like I was complaining to my friends, but really, I didn't want to take a shower because just having your aroma on me felt like you were still there in my arms.

Anyway, when I think of you I feel something in my stomach that I can't really describe.  It was this feeling in my stomach that just made its way up to my heart and up to my mind then down to my eyes.  And traveled to my mouth through my tears.

It's weird...

But the tears remind me of you too.