July 17, 2:19 AM


After spending most of Sunday unconscious, Monday reared its ugly head in the form of a sore throat (most probably caused by getting rained on last Friday).


I always associated the smell of rain with your clean scent.

Most people I know hate it, but it’s the scent that I most associate with you.


It sounds apt, your name and the scent I adore starting with the same letter.


The scent I adored.


It’s another reminder that you’re not there.


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