i loved the rain so much
especially the smell
it smelled like home
no matter where it rained, it smelled like home anywhere
my home
but then i met you
i touched you
i smelled you
i started to smell like you
then it rained
it started to rain and the drops dared to wash away your smell from my hands, my clothes, even my nose
i only smelled the rain
i hated it
i hated it so much
i hated the smell of rain, the smell of my old home
because i found a new home in you
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Torschlusspanik
Şiir(n.) lit. "gate-closing panic"; a sense of anxiety or fear caused by the feeling that life's opportunities are passing by and diminishing as one ages or in my case, the fear of missing out on you.
