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Tainted Memories of Issey Miyake // 00

They say even after you’ve separated with a person, their presence continues to haunt your soul. Although they aren’t physically before you, there are still certain objects and senses that torment you of that being. Just as you feel like you’re ready to breathe on your own, to conquer the world, to take the next step on the path of life, a stranger passes by and you’re left with their lingering scent…that familiar cologne scent that pulls you to stop forcing you to take a second glance. Something so overlooked as a particular smell leads you to take two steps back just when you’ve taken one step forward. Is it the person from your past? Never, but you always look although you know the answer to a question that has been answered too many times.

You continue to live your life, not because you want to, but you have no other choice, but to. Days pass, weeks pass, months pass, and eventually years, and you find yourself still stopping at the tainted scent of a certain cologne. Issey Miyake to be specific.

Hundreds of people pass you by not once noticing that you’ve stopped within this massive school of rushed beings. Closing your eyes and taking in a deep sniff of the lingering scent of Issey Miyake you call out, “Chil Hyun?”


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