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Alcohol, cigarettes and Hugo Boss

A mix of alcohol, cigarettes and Hugo Boss,                                                               I can't smell it anymore,                                                                                                       I can't feel your breath on my neck,                                                                              although I loved it right after the pub crawl.

Your smell that burned into my head like the cigarette that you throw in the ashtray without actually turning it off.                                                                           Alcohol, cigarettes and Hugo Boss,                                                                                that's what you smelled like and I loved it.

You´r scent mixed with mine.                                                                                       My hair, which no longer smelled like coconut but also like smoke.                           My hand in your hair that you always hide under hats,                                                      you hide it although I love it so much.                          

You´r brown hair that merged with my blonde when we were closer than ever before.                                                                                                                      But now it´s all just a memory in our heads.

it tears me apart that I am never able to smell your damn smell again,                    although I despised it with others,                                                                               I realized that cigarettes can smell like the morning sun that shines right through your curtains. 

No more stroking your soft hair,                                                                              I will never wake up again, smell my hair and not want to wash it because its your scent that I am smelling. 

Only sometimes I can still smell you,                                                                     in strangers who wear the same perfume while they are smoking.                        I am afraid that this scent will remind me of you forever.          

How come that we were so close but yet so far away?                                            Is this what love feels like?                                                                                         Will I forever look for you in the crowd even though I know that you won't show up? 

I can't describe my feelings for you because my heart is somewhere my head can't understand.                                                                                                    I hope you will feel the same one day and I can smell Alcohol, cigarettes and Hugo Boss for the rest of my life.