• helliad 23w

    Lemonade

    Wrapped in a blanket,
    Your hands around mine.
    Holding my breath,
    Pleading for tears to run dry.

    You smelled like strawberries,
    Mixed with cigarettes and aftershave.
    Yet tonight when you came home,
    You carried her scent of freshly squeezed lemonade.
    ©reesesity