You changed your scent.
Now you smell like cloves.
Unfamiliar scents for someone who’s become unfamiliar to me.
You used to smell like beeswax.
Tea tree oil.
You used to smell like safety, like comfort, like what I imagined the scent of a piece of my heart to be.
I wonder if my sense of smell changed
when I fell in love with somebody new.
Because now safety and comfort smell like
earth and smoke.
Now I imagine a piece of my heart would smell like sea salt.
And I wonder if my scent has changed to you.