tiny comfort

[notesinblue]

my room smells like clean laundry. i never used to pay the scent any mind, but now the smell of laundry detergent, fabric softener, and the like all remind me of her. i wonder if that will be true for the rest of my life or if it's just because about a month ago she stood in my laundry room breathing deep into a clean shirt and smiling, eyes half closed. "I love the smell of fresh laundry. It's my favorite smell in the whole world." somehow knowing that makes me feel less alone every time i breathe deep on an otherwise lonely night.