the last glimpse of the one you love

all I could remember was her hair  
whisping in front of a white wall  
and the smell of her perfume  
soft and sweet all over me  
sometimes  
people have to  
go and you never know why  
till they are a thousand miles  
away and you are alone and  
still stuck in her scent  

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