flashbacks

I smelt the stench of your cologne today walking down the hallway. My first instinct was to panic, to run but i didn’t. The smell bringing back all of the memories you have implanted in to brain. My heart racing trying to self destruct. My fist growing into balls to try and defend myself. And i turned around to see you. It wasn’t you. It was a boy who was walking with his girlfriend smiling, happy. She would learn to love that smell, the smell his sweatshirts were drenched in. I pulled myself together. I put on a fake smile and turned back to my friends who hadn’t realized the alternate state i was in, and i was thankful for it, and we proceeded to talk about anything and everything. That smell still lingered through out my mind all day sending flashbacks of when i thought i was safe but wasn’t.