Your scent lingers everywhere around me
I once read that comforting aromas could be a spirit manifestation
Is love dead, then?
I want to exhale you out of my head
Like I do with these filthy cigarettes' smoke
But, again, its smell sticks to my fingertips
Gets trapped in my nails
Haunts the insides of my lungs
Flows with the blood in my veins
Is there no release?
Your touch remains on my skin like burn marks
You're everywhere
everywhere
everywhere
-and I don't even know if I want you to leave.
