"The Smell"

I can't explain it other than to say there are some things that can not be forgotten. You can move on, you can start fresh, and you can put the past as far as you can possibly toss it behind you. But, some things just can't be forgotten.

I was standing there minding my own business....ok, let's be real I was watching this size 24 lady who had miraculously squeezed herself into a size 8 waddle into the restroom, and it hit me...That all too familiar...been on my pillow one to many times smell. I turned around to see him walking by.  Lucifer in all his glory passed me by without even a sideways glance. 

For just a second I felt a ting of pain. For a brief second I wanted to reach out and grab on to him. I wanted to know how he had forgotten about me, how he made it possible that I so quickly became a part of his past, another notch in his belt.....and then I remembered. I had forgotten too....until the smell brought me back.