Letter to Juliet: Pungent

That pungent yet sweet smell of yours was stuck in me, of Hugo Boss and smoke,
And that pungent taste in my mouth, of smoke and alcohol,
my stiff drinks and you
were the sweetest obsession, yet destructive.
Your pungent words, and Hugo Boss and Smoke, still stuck in me
will never go, I won’t let them go,
And that pungent bittersweet taste of mine, mixed smoke and alcohol,
I hope you still remember that.
Pungent like love, like hatred, like despair
You were to me
And gosh, I still want to treasure it.

I wanted to lose myself and with you I did.

via Daily Prompt: Pungent

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