They had never met yet every word he wrote cast a spell over her. The enchanted moments were all that she had. He was far away but his words weren’t. They held her in a tight embrace on a cold night. They left a lingering fragrance around her. She was drenched in his perfume.
Simple Plane Girl 
I love the logic behind perfume…when you can feel someone’s presence by the perfume itself or at times when you feel a certain way on coming across that perfume…
🙂 when a certain fragrance takes you back to a beautiful memory..
Beautifully evocative. “He was far away, but his words weren’t”. I love that