It has the color of your eyes
The sound of your breath
And the warmth of your hand
It has the bitter-sweetness of the raw orange
It smells like an old empty bottle of perfume, forgotten in the far corner of the closet, a scent that reminds me of a million memory I can’t picture
Though you are just a stranger
Though I’ve never even knew you
Maybe I loved you someday, somehow, in another life??
And maybe you will love me someday, somehow……………… in another life
