the sweet smell of a recognizable perfume...
will take you back to that private moment you shared with her, it will make you smile, it will give you butterflies in your stomach. It will, for a moment, make you regret how your life is right now. It will make you want to call a private Investigator and pull some something about mary shit to find out if she is ok, to see if she is happy. I saw her eyes today, i smelled her today, she is nowhere close to me. I got what I deserved, i hope she has too.
Thoughts can be forgotten for a long time, then one whiff of that wonderful fucking smell and you are brought back to that exact minute with no time to even think about it.
BOOM, welcome to your past. Pick up the pieces and move on....you have no choice.
you made your bed..and someone is lying in it right now.
i wish it was me
i wish it was me
i wish it was me
i wish it was me
EJ Wasson 5.2.2006
Thoughts can be forgotten for a long time, then one whiff of that wonderful fucking smell and you are brought back to that exact minute with no time to even think about it.
BOOM, welcome to your past. Pick up the pieces and move on....you have no choice.
you made your bed..and someone is lying in it right now.
i wish it was me
i wish it was me
i wish it was me
i wish it was me
EJ Wasson 5.2.2006
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