Your Presence
I can be in a room all alone,
but somehow still hear your voice.
Could've just taken a shower,
I still smell your cologne on me from where we hugged.
The nights we stayed up and you whispered sweet nothings to me,
they play constantly in my head repeating over and over.
Remember we kissed the first time,
I can still feel your lips pressed against mine.
Even with you gone I can still feel your presence
Copyright © Devonta Reese | Year Posted 2006
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