Secrets

What smells fragrant? Daffodil’s in the flowing summer breeze, daisies blooming at Spring’s start in March and roses on valentine’s day being handed to their partner.

What smells dank? A jar of pickles that have been on your counter since 1786 and a chicken salad that your mum preserved for aesthetics.

What is easily lost? A broken friendship on a winter’s day, that was never mended in summer on the 4^th of July.

What is kept dearly? A friend that never left you when the others went away and a teddy bear that you got on winter for your 9^th birthday.

What is lonely? A lost soul walking in a dim, darkened tunnel at an abandoned railway on the 31^st October in 1986 and a person at playtime swinging sadly with nobody to play with.

What is crowded? A giant waiting room to a small door at the end of a long hallway and a brain cramped with thoughts about your future.

What are fragile? A burning temper in your soul when someone calls your name and begins to annoy you.

What is heavy? A burden being laid on your shoulders that you want to break but can’t.

What is cold? A cold-hearted business man after a tiring day of work at the office on a rainy day.

What is hot? A burning fire on an evening night in the middle of a dark forest, lurking with unknown creatures.

What is sweet? A comforting talk from a trusted friend who is there for you at all times.

What is sour? A ripe lemon and a sour pop candy with a dash of hot sauce.