Fragile Reminders

Fragile reminders still remained.
A scented shirt, a song on the radio,
and she would be transported
back to before.  Before she knew
what pain truly felt like.  Before she
knew what heartache truly was.  It
happened less these days.  So fragile 
were these last few vivid memories 
that she was afraid.  Afraid of never 
being able to remember his smell, 
his touch, his laugh and his smile.  
And it was this thought which hurt 
most of all.