It’s fair to say that
You are the nicotine
Running through my veins.
I adore you, while you
Are indifferent to me.
Still, I inhale.
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 2:42 AM UTC
You came into my life
As quiet as the winds
in a hurricane.
But you left
As loud as the songs
I wish I had never heard.
And those songs never stop playing.
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 2:35 AM UTC