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There's something nostalgic about The smell of Cigarettes in the rain. I am reminded of Nights bleeding over into The morning Inhaling whiskey and Exhaling nicotine Bonfires on the beach Only... I've wandered away from The fire My feet sinking deeper Into dark, cold sand The cool water only slightly Tickling my toes I think of Waking up In unknown houses Unknown apartments Unknown beds With Unknown people Trying to recount What just transpired. I recollect Faces that have Come and gone Dancing and Laughing About what? I couldn't tell you. In the midst of it all I feel An emptiness A hole Pain and Also nothing. I feel nothing. Yet still Years later A 3 AM hotel concierge Reeking of cigarettes in the rain Can bring it all back Whiskey Bonfires Cold feet Blurred friends(?) Laughing and Hopelessness. Course smoke in a downpour Nicotine in the mist How could I ever miss a feeling like this?
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Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 7:23 PM UTC
Cigarettes in the rain
There's something nostalgic about The smell of Cigarettes in the rain. I am reminded of Nights bleeding over into The morning Inhaling whiskey and Exhaling nicotine Bonfires on the beach Only... I've wandered away from The fire My feet sinking deeper Into dark, cold sand The cool water only slightly Tickling my toes I think of Waking up In unknown houses Unknown apartments Unknown beds With Unknown people Trying to recount What just transpired. I recollect Faces that have Come and gone Dancing and Laughing About what? I couldn't tell you. In the midst of it all I feel An emptiness A hole Pain and Also nothing. I feel nothing. Yet still Years later A 3 AM hotel concierge Reeking of cigarettes in the rain Can bring it all back Whiskey Bonfires Cold feet Blurred friends(?) Laughing and Hopelessness. Course smoke in a downpour Nicotine in the mist How could I ever miss a feeling like this?
Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.
#cigarette#smoking#drinking#nostalgia#regret#hopeless#depression#nicotine#bonfire#whiskey
NaomiHurley
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NaomiHurley
23/F/Mechanicsville, MD
Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 7:23 PM UTC
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