Memories​ trapped in a bottle

The perfume mocks you. Sunlight catching your eye, Reflected from across the room It’s​ light poking at you to cry. The perfume mocks you. Tinted pink liquid swirling around, Resurfacing old memories That make you frown. The perfume mocks you. A sickly sweet scent clouding your mind, Her hands stretch to taint your vision Until…