soulmates?

there's no denying

how could the grounds of a place crawl up into me and fill me with nostalgia? how could it just swallow me whole and vomit me up in the past. how come the present shut it doors on me? I'm not moving forward nor backwards. just the smell of the place we met at, from miles away overwhelmingly pours memories in me that clenches my soul unyieldingly. I never notice it when I'm close but my soul does. my soul misses that place greatly, you not less.

Author's Note

i went for coffee today and she was in the car right in front of me we both had no idea but surely my soul did, i wrote that before she told me that she was there at the same time as me. i thought i was getting overwhelmed because the place we met at was close but the truth was she was right there probably 2 feet away from me :( i missed my chance.

Reviews

[jennit]

I love the metaphor of a place crawling inside you like a parasite. The last line is beautifully balanced.

[maryam]

thank you so much for your review it made me happy