It's been almost a month since I had last seen you. I missed you so much. I know that you're bad for me but I can't help it. I just had to take you back out of the box that I had locked you away in. This whole month I hadn't thought about anything but you in that old box. I needed you. I couldn't find reason to keep you away from me. So I couldn't resist anymore. And here I am now. I light you up with my lighter and inhale you into my lungs and let you darken my insides inch by inch. I get a small feeling of remorse but then it disappears when your poison gets to my head. I'm so glad your back.