Aroma...

There are some people who breathe in me and i feel their every inch in me.I inhale their odor,their smiles,their visions and aching beauty in me.

But,then,i truly can't become familiar to them.I am like stranger for them and so they're to me.But,still,they guide me in my disillusionment.They haunt me,make my worth and make me nothing too.