His Scent

He made yet another comment about how nothing she did felt good or felt real. She ignored it, yet again. Something felt different to

her that day, something about him was new, something she didn't 

quite recognize. Apart from the fact that he was no longer the 

person she fell in love with there was something new about him that day. As she settled herself now uncomfortably in the arms of the man she once knew, she felt like a stranger herself. It was the way he smelt that day. He smelt different. She wanted to know every different and every new there was to him, so she found herself asking him what cologne he was wearing. Now she vaguely remembers the name of the cologne. As she passes through the subway to get to her bus stop, a stranger passes her by and she finds herself filling up her lungs with the whiff of air he left behind.  Yes, she was filling up her lungs with the scent of the man she once knew. His Scent. 

Free Falling

I am standing on the edge, I'm free falling.

Help me. Save me. It's this new destination.

I want to go to this new place, I do. But I'm not so sure because it'll be without you.

I had my life planned with you so how do I just stop thinking?

But I am slowly swiftly, free falling. Free falling.

I don't know how that'd be.

I don't know if I'd survive, survive this free fall.

So save me if you can, because only you can.

Don't let me touch the ground because then I'll be gone.

Save me. 

I'm free falling.

Floating on clouds, thinking about the dream house but I am falling.

Falling can’t be good right? 

So save me, like you did before.

So save me, because only you can.

I'm going to this different place in a different time, I'm falling.

With you I rose but now I'm falling, I'm falling.

So get onto your Pegasus and come to me.

Save me.

I'm scared. I'm free falling. I'm free falling.

I don't know if I want to or if I want to stop, but I know I'm free falling. 

Won't you try to save me again?