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People say smells bring back memories. It brought you back for me.
The room filled with the smell of that exact same perfume and I was taken back to you.
In the hallways when our paths crossed, a smile being exchanged was all that I lived for. Early morning, what a sight for sore eyes. That oblivious smile, those perky eyes.
I took refuge in you. Your words felt warm but little did you know. When our eyes met a lot of times each day, I kept drowning in those alpha eyes. Every time you caught me staring at you, I smiled it away and yet, you were oblivious.
When those rare notifications turned into an everyday thing, my heart raced every time your name popped up on my screen. A year and a half went that way. With your innocent, oblivious heart.
It was small but pure. No one knew except me. You were a secret still treasured. Times were simple when all I needed was you calling out my name. Eating with you, without you even knowing was a bliss. And yet, even after being right in front of you, you were oblivious.
And today I sit writing this, you far somewhere, smiling your sly smile, with people you love. But I will forget you not. That smell, those eyes, that laugh and your voice, the way your eyebrows wiggle when you speak, all oblivious. And yet, I write.