One thing I hate ‘bout perfumes, they leave memories.
It’s so weird, how they can just remind you of a certain time in your life,
Or a person from the past.
How am I supposed to forget you?
I don’t hate you,
I just hate the memories that flood in, when I perceive you on someone else.
It makes me sad.
I was lying when I said I didn’t hate you,
I hate perfumes and you.
I hate the way you hurt me,
And the fact that you’d never feel sorry for the way I hurt or the hurt you caused me.
I hate that she was wearing your scent,
Even when you told me not to worry about her.
But you showed up with her weeks after you left me,
The scent gave you away, I guess I’m just a fool to have believed you.
About The Writer: Ikilizi Mefue (Mae) Shekinah is a writer and content creator from Edo state, Nigeria. She loves to read, write, sketch, and design. Mae values her solitude and is in search of the truest way to express her feelings without inhibition. Twitter and Instagram @theikilizigirl. Email: Ikilizishekinah@yahoo.com
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