i took out a cigarette from my bag, grabbed my white lighter, and lit the end of my cigarette. i put the poison in between my lips and let the smoke circulate around inside my cheeks. its smell keeping warm inside my hair. i thought of you with every drag i gave, short or long. and i thought of you with every toxic ring that came out of my mouth. taking with it a little piece of my heart, a little piece of lungs. ridding me of my soul. leaving stains on my teeth and stains on my fingers. i close my eyes to not get smoke in them, to not think of you. but the curls of my smoke shape a silhouette of your body. and even with eyes closed, i can feel it wrapping around my body, leaving its scent all over me.
blah blah blah.
this is the last post i admit is about you.
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