The faint smell of whiskey
The taste of you
Lingering
Even though you left a long time ago

Those were the days
When we got high off prescription medication
Feeling good
Hoping for a new fix

The fragrant smell of gardenia
Wafting through the neighborhood
Leaving a familiar you
With a mind in tact

Those were the days
Asking if I could pluck a flower or two
So the smell would last forever
Even if you did not

Hold on
To these memories
Let them take you back
To a happier time

Those were the days
When I played until dusk
Smiling and laughing
Being a child if only in my mind