The Stench of Love

As I sit here thinking,

The stench of what we once had

Blows by

Why? I don't know

Your stench is not one

That I'd like to smell

At this point in my life

I mean,

There was one point when

I couldn't keep your fragrance

Out of my senses and

You were all I wanted to inhale and

I was all you wanted to inhale and

My emotional fragrance was so strong

On you too, but

We both know that any strong fragrance

Soon

Wears down only to become

A stench in the shadows

I mean,

You left me no choice but to make your fragrance a stench,

Because the effort I put forth to,

Keep us fresh,

Was pointless

Apparently your fragrance was

Leaving its mark on someone else

So

Therefore in my world

You became a stench

A smell worse than that of a

Busted sewage pipe

Why sewage?

Because I was used and wasted

The unpleasant scent

Of my hurt and pain is

So embarrassing that

I am afraid to let a new fragrance come in to

Cover up and eventually

Vanquish your stench

The stench of our past love

Makes my emotions turn and

My heart gag

Every time it is inhaled

I can try as much as I want to

Cover up your stench, but

It still remains, and

The only way to remover

Such a smell

Is to completely remove the source

So

The question at hand is

Since you are the source of such a

Horrible stench

Why is it so hard for me to completely

Remove you from my life

Its like,

Nostrils of my heart

And

Although I've covered

Your stench up with a new fragrance

Every once in a while,

A cool breeze walks by and

The fragrance of you

Is left behind

But…

It only stays momentarily because

Every sense in me is

Reminded of how much

Pain your fragrance caused

And

Maybe that is why your stench remains

Implanted in my

Emotional senses…

Your Stench:

A constant reminder of where I've been, and where I'll never return.