I thought

we’ve been    through it all

but you            threw it all

 away.

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nothing is left
                             now but
  
my broken pieces

See the world through Van Gogh
Soften your focus and
look out your window

Both can ****
        The only difference is
                      Cigarettes shatter lungs
         She shatters everything

            I remembered the first moment
my lips pressed the filter
     as I lit it up breathed it all
                savored every smoke
       as if we covered up painful lies
        in a container of painkillers

The same way  
we used to pressed our lips
     sparked something between us
           savored every moment we had
    as if our love was a rose
               in a valley of tulips