Now I understand why you always gave me perfume

They must have felt like a reflection of yourself

Sweet smelling, clinging to me - making me feel beautiful for a moment

Then vapourise in an instant

Can you ever get, if you never give? Will you ever understand?

So many years have passed, yet I remember the scent

A whiff remains on the leather strap of my watch, or maybe I imagine it

I guess that’s all you’ll ever be

A memory of the could have been.