essense

Sometimes,I see people as a kind of good or bad smoke that drifts in,around and possibly out of our lives.

For no apparant reason,their essence remains on your skin.Then oneday, it no longer lingers and no answers why, it seems gone forever...

but it is never truly forgotten

In the future, something will trigger your senses,their essence floods your memory...

and you take in all the pleasure and or the pain once again and finally understand the reason they were here.