• thoughtsdropped 22w

    You are my favorite flavor

    Lying next to you
    an all too familiar feeling
    Waking up in the morning
    Coffee used to be my favorite smell
    Then I realized it was you
    All these years apart
    Yet my brain must have stored it away
    Like a child’s favorite flavor
    That got taken off the shelf
    You come across one that’s similar
    And it reminds you of its existence
    But it’s just not the same.
    Then one day you wake up
    And the flavor is back
    And in some weird way
    Even though you consciously know it’s been gone
    You Feel as though, it never left.