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your cologne brings out the worst in me when i'm swerving down oak-tree-clad streets past where we would make something kind of like love in the backseat of your truck. the strings of the good life were playing somewhere in the distance. he sang about her leaving him forever and i felt hollow because i knew i'd never be leaving you and yet, (my feet wanted to dash away from you and your divine touch) i want to disappear like the chords of the song when the next one plays on the stereo.

i can remember what it felt like to hate you. and how my stomach always churned when you looked at me with naked eyes. but i can't remember how it felt to kiss you and lay in your arms. you're a phantom never to materialize.

not that i'm complaining. i mean your touch was like leprosy growing acoss my stomach and up my chest to my face. it's not like i miss you or want to hold you again (because i don't - i swear - i'm fine without you) it's just that when i smell that scent it really makes me remember why i loved you in the first place. and then i have the urge to rip my nostrils out. if you know what i mean.

i mean. do you feel that way to?

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your cologne brings out the worst in me when i'm swerving down oak-tree-clad streets past where we would make something kind of like love in the backseat of your truck. the strings of the good life were playing somewhere in the distance. he sang about her leaving him forever and i felt hollow because i knew i'd never be leaving you and yet, (my feet wanted to dash away from you and your divine touch) i want to disappear like the chords of the song when the next one plays on the stereo.

i can remember what it felt like to hate you. and how my stomach always churned when you looked at me with naked eyes. but i can't remember how it felt to kiss you and lay in your arms. you're a phantom never to materialize.

not that i'm complaining. i mean your touch was like leprosy growing acoss my stomach and up my chest to my face. it's not like i miss you or want to hold you again (because i don't - i swear - i'm fine without you) it's just that when i smell that scent it really makes me remember why i loved you in the first place. and then i have the urge to rip my nostrils out. if you know what i mean.

i mean. do you feel that way to?