i lie there,
it's cold
the window
is open
just a crack
it's a fresh
october night
he's smoking
and oddly,
i feel safe
in his embrace
surrounded
by the eerie
cigarette fumes
warmed by the
bitter taste*
of his breath on
my lips
and i loved him
everyday
i loved him
every night
i'll never second guess,
*not for a minute