The cologne you used to wear
I went and bought that kind
I couldn’t help myself –
You’ve been on my mind

I sprayed it on my pillow
And then laid my head down
For a second you were almost there
In your scent, I could have drowned

On an inhale, my heart skipped
Caterpillars became butterflies
But then on exhale, a sad reality
Only pheromones – a chemical lie

She gets my life and my home
In the end she has your love
So tonight I’ll spray this on my pillow
But tomorrow I’ll wash it off.

  • The Dalema. September, 2013