My pillow smells like sneaking in,
past midnight, making you tiptoe to my bed.
Your cologne smells like my pillow,
the night when all we did was cuddle and tell stories.
Blue sweatshirts smell like your cologne
that time we drove all the way to Chicago to watch the sunrise.
Late night walks smell like your blue sweatshirt
on the night we walked 7 miles to the bonfire.
Summer smells like late night walks
and I go on those all the time.
With or without you; You're everywhere I go and you're everything I feel.
Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 7:33 PM UTC
My pillow smells like sneaking in,
past midnight, making you tiptoe to my bed.
Your cologne smells like my pillow,
the night when all we did was cuddle and tell stories.
Blue sweatshirts smell like your cologne
that time we drove all the way to Chicago to watch the sunrise.
Late night walks smell like your blue sweatshirt
on the night we walked 7 miles to the bonfire.
Summer smells like late night walks
and I go on those all the time.
With or without you; You're everywhere I go and you're everything I feel.