From H to U #5

Dear U,

Once today, I caught a familiar scent in a room. It was a sweet, something with faint strains of baby powder, fresh, linen-like scent. I knew then it was you.

How do I know such?It seemed like I already memorized your scent. It's the kind I want to be near with and the more I breathe it, the more I want to get closer. And when the day turns to night, when you're not around, I let myself drift into a dream. I don't even need to look at you or seek your face. Strange. But your scent follows me through. Then again, I knew it was you.

I could write thousands of things about you. But I'm just the girl behind the curatin, behind the books, sitting near the walls of the corridors that you unnoticingly pass. Then again I would catch a scent, something that would tug an achingly familiar feeling in my heart...that sweet, fresh, linen-like smell. THen I knew it was you.

Til the breeze brings you once more to me...

H