Vanilla Lies
once the scent and aftertaste disappears - a nonet
By Alexandria StanwyckPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Chelsea Audibert on Unsplash
I loved vanilla; the scent, the taste
and the feel of it on my skin.
You knew that so you dipped words
in it, overwhelming
me and leaving me
blind to all the
lies. Now I
despise
it.
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Comments (4)
There are many things I've loved that I've grown to hate because people spoiled them for me. Loved your Nonet!
Nice!
“You knew that so you dipped words in it” is such a great line! Love how the affection for the scent turning into disdain parallels the relationship dynamic
Very nice. Makes me smell vanilla as I read it. Also makes me think of a vanilla perfume a woman I knew wore. It was initially interesting, kind of intriguing, but after a short time, the woman and the perfume both made me want to vomit and now I'm permanently soured on both.