First, it was bench. A soft, sweet smell that emanated from the small bottle of spray led to an experience of unusual sorts - the stirrings of mature emotions. Love... well, at that time I thought it as such.
Then there was a light, fruity, and a bit citrus scent. It was a game, nothing serious. I only realized otherwise when I've lost, and allowed him to be smitten by someone else. The thing we had could not possibly last, for ethical reasons kept our feelings at bay. And he shifted into using Davidoff to please her, and to spite me.
Recently, Hugo Boss swept me off my feet. And faded away just as fast as the person wearing it did. I have been weak, and allowed myself to get intoxicated. He was my karma...
No one was supposed to get hurt. We laid out all our cards right from the start - we were out for fun; it was nothing serious, and no commitment was involved. But I broke the rule of all rules, and I fell.
I felt the cold air slamming against my face, and the dull roar of the wind drowned out a voice warning me of the consequences. I jumped out into nothingness, eyes closed, with a small smile playing upon my lips. I was optimistic that I finally found the one.
It was too late to find out that he never meant to catch me at all.
As the early morning light seeped throught the window, I climbed off the bed, careful not to wake him. Against my instincts I looked back, knowing that I would never again have the luxury of watching him sleep. Sadly, I leaned over and bade goodbye... and tears started to flow as I slowly walked away from the man I love.
Hugo Boss... the scent wafted off as easily as if he was never there. But it has imprinted itself in my head. Until now, my senses perceive the slightest memory of his smell. The smell of that cologne would make my blood rush, and I'd take a second look, only to find out that the one who wears it wasn't him.
At night, when you lie down and catch the faintest smell of Estee Lauder's Beautiful, I want you to smile, and remember the unconditional love I gave. Remember me...
Please.
