Treasure Island

Onyekachukwu Vincent Onyeche

(4th October / Asaba, Nigeria)

I Still Smell You


Every stranger has your face
Everyone walks like you
Everyone talks like you
Everyone smells like you
Every fiber I see is you in a lace.

No iTunes yet your voice plays
A sweat playlist of all memories
Well shuffled in my head
Employed to repeating mode
Music takes me where words don't.

Thought like season change
The music would end
I never knew steel is hard
I never knew building bridges
Is easy until I tired getting over it…

In every voice I hear
I tend to examine
Every eye behind the sunglass
Everyone smells like you
Yet: they not you.

 

Submitted: Thursday, February 28, 2013
Edited: Friday, March 01, 2013

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Dealing With Heartbreak isn't as easy as the word, 'Build a Bridge and Get Over it'

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