Hope To Love

She smells of… well, many things

She smells of bright red and pink roses freshly picked from the garden

She smells of warm summer days with bright blue skies 

She smells of pure happiness that makes my heart race with pure adrenaline 

She smells of everything wonderful and beautiful cherished into one soul

She smells of love

Of…

Of grief

She smells of years suffering in solitude

She smells of dried wet tears imprinted into rosy pink cheeks

She smells of fake smiles and crumbling facades

She smells of tearing wounds being reopened countless times by the same hands

Yet through it all, she smells of her

Of home

Of a girl I hope to hold

Hope to love