When that whiff of familiar comes along

I went to this place with family just recently. And I was surprised, a whiff of that familiar feeling hit me. That happiness I felt those days I went on a crazy rendezvous, probably the craziest I have ever done in my life. I flew planes to be with you on weekends. I rode busses to be with you and make you feel how crazy in love I was with you. It was crazy. I had too much that I gave, that was too much happiness for me. That was one of what I think the happiest moments of my life.

What I can remember vaguely was, you were in that place, I came and visited you and stayed the weekend in a hotel or a place you stay in which I do not clearly remember but what resonated with me was the excitement I felt when you came to the door after your work day and we just consumed our selves the wholenight and I just gave myself fully. I was very happy that day. But I know that was one memory away. I was thankful for that.

I do not think I fully forgave myself with something about that part of my life, which I hope to be soon. 

Ahhh that sudden whiff of familiar that comes along...


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