I guess, if you would ask me
"Do you smoke?"
I would probably, jokingly say
"Yes, I do"
Because, I have this need to have it
in my lungs once in a while
(the smoke, I mean...)
Especially, when my lungs
couldn't handle it anymore
and the overbearing stress
overwhelms me

I have my "cigarettes" with me
all the time
and when I need to take a break
I would usually pull it out
and take a puff of the bittersweet
air that fills my lungs

There's that satisfaction whenever
I'd take a puff
It's like my lungs finally breathed in
real fresh air

Sometimes, when I need a stronger dose
I would resort to a more "mechanical"
kind of cigarette
Kinda like your bongs and ****

I too make those ephemeral patterns
most of the time, from my mechanical cigarette
and sometimes, with my mobile one
just for fun

People do worry for me as well
the "non-smokers" that have that
same curiousity of
"What does it feel like?"
"How often do you take a puff"
"I wanna try, but it seems dangerous"
And I too feel that annoyance where
people tell you to take better care of
yourself whenever you'd take a puff

So, I guess..
Yes, I do smoke
Just a different kind of smoke
You take in your smoke
I take in mine
The only difference is
I'm not killing myself

Is *it so Bad That I  Told You
How I  feel ?*

Maybe, I shouldn't have
Maybe, I shouldn't regret
Maybe, I should've waited
Maybe, I should've left

But this
...
things can't be left like this

We knew what we felt for each other
though sadly, they face other directions
A few seconds, we spoke only the two of us
in those seconds were the words that crushed me
"I'll be a bad girl"
...
Why?
Why do you do this to yourself?
Why did it return?

I'm not sure anymore
if I watched over you
too much
or
too little
but in any
possible circumstance
...
You shouldn't do this