I went to my friends house
one time before
September 14th.
During that visit,
I gave him my
stuffed animal.
I loved it very much.
On October 31st,
He gave it back to me.
It smells like
Eggo waffles and syrup.
The same way
his house smelt.
Yet, it reminds me of
old childhood memories.
Weekends spent at
My great grandma's house,
Laughter and staying up late.
But for some reason,
I can't help
but tear up.
That day floods
Through my mind.
Screaming to be heard
Every time I smell my animal.
Eggo waffles and syrup
will never be the same.
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