Sensations

It comes to me like the way we fall asleep, slowly at first and then all at once. It envelops my senses, and my mind transports me back to cherished moments. It's quite intriguing, how our senses can unlock memories.

The aroma of a freshly baked cake, for instance, takes me back to my childhood, a time when my sister, mother, and I would bake together. The fusion of vanilla essence, flour, and eggs fills me with nostalgia for those joyful days.

In every room, I breathe in a scent that's familiar, the one that whispers his arrival. His essence lingers, drawing me closer, guiding me to where I belong. Sometimes, it arrives before him, lingering even when he's gone. When he's near, my heart races, and in his embrace, I find my home, wrapped in the warmth of his love. So, I cherish the scent of the one who owns my heart, for it holds the essence of his gentle soul, and in it, I find my peace.