Cigarettes and Cologne: words of the past.
Cigarettes and Cologne
Only together, not alone
Bring such vivid memories
I can’t distinguish reality
The thoughts rush my mind
Like my life on rewind
Then the feelings start
Like bullets to the heart
The words surround my head
Like I have resurrected the dead
Am I nostalgic or just delusional?
This experience, not usual
I remember it all so clear
The day, the month, the year
The scent that lingered in the air
Everything that happened there
If there were one memory I’d wish to forget
And one person I could have never met
I’d choose that of cigarettes and cologne.
And the man that left me alone.
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