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You smelled like cigarettes, cologne, and rain on cement.

You never smoked.

I don’t think you did.

Every time you walked by or wrapped around me, I could taste it.

Now you're gone.

Sometimes, I smell you.

I walked outside the other day.

Fresh rain covered the pavement.

Someone was smoking outside.

The hint of perfume was in the air.

I couldn’t help it.

I stopped.

I closed my eyes and inhaled.

It was like you were in front of me.

But, when I opened my eyes, there was an empty space.


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