Scent

Some scents are relaxing, some scents reminds us of things

Of our surroundings, of the people that we hold dearly

Scents have the ability to trigger memories of the past

I snuck into my parent's bedroom and laid down on their bed

It's been so long since I had came in, done this

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale inhale inhale

The moment my head touches the pillow, I'm drifting away

Leaving all my troubles to be forgotten

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale

I found it funny how the right side smells of my mum and the left side smells of dad

My mum's pillow smells of her shampoo and conditioner and whatnot

It's a pleasant and familiar scent that I sometimes caught a whiff of when I'm around her

My dad's pillow smells of faint traces of his cologne and balm

And all of a sudden I felt like crying

No, it wasn't the scents that overwhelmed me

It was the thought that I'm really blessed to have parents who are still here with me

Who will still love and care for me no matter what

And I've never really been the best of daughter to them

I just don't want to disappoint them after all they've put me through

I told myself that I have to hang in there, put up with anything for their sake

I've been overcome with regrets lately

Regretful thoughts of the things I had never been able to do for the ones I love

I'm thought of my late grandfather and there's nothing I can do now

I can faintly recall the smell of his scent and the things he used to do for me

What can I ever do in return?

If only I could turn back time...
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