Liner Notes
In the crowded train, a soft, nostalgic scent drifted by. I turned around, a stranger. But the same perfume as you. My heart leapt until it hurt, and I couldn't breathe. I got off at the next station, even though it wasn't my stop. I sat on the platform bench and caught my breath. It's been months already, yet one scent shakes me this much. Memory is carved into the senses. Even thinking I'd forgotten, my body remembers. There must be many people in town wearing the same perfume. Will I feel this way every time? Will a day come when I get used to it? The next train arrives. I stand up and blend into the crowd again. This time I held my breath as I boarded. Each time that scent comes, your face surfaces. The past won't disappear.
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