Jo's Poem

Hey so...guys....to celebrate our love for poetry, and the desire to appreaciate all of them, =) I decided to put my gurlfren's comments as an entry. heh heh

i could still smell the faint cologne you used to use,
there on my pillow,
the scent i once thought so comforting,
now a sick choking familiarity i want to get rid of,
the memories filled my lungs like a breathe of air that refused to be exhaled,
like a cloud of smoke that just remained intact,
i struggled to breathe,
to let go of the past

and there it was,
a fresh breath of air.