I like the smell of sigarettes

I like the smell of sigarettes yet could never smoke one myself it's a soothing smell a reminder, from my childhood From the days where my mother still loved me or atleast acted like she did her hair always smelled like sigarettes i reminds me of hugs I haven't felt in years and of conversations that didn't end in arguments it reminds me of when my Mother wasn't angry and, It reminds me of the father I lost it reminds me of the walks, and adventures he took me on his jacket always smelled like sigarettes the smell of sigarettes reminds me of when he was here the smell of sigarettes remind me of the last time I felt safe