You remind me of
slow burning cigarettes
and long lasting fires.
You remind me of beer
and behind
the library.
You remind me of
simpler times.
When all I had
to worry about was
if this beer was
a twist-top or not.
And if my hair looked fine.
But now... I have
to worry about if I've
lost you forever.
If you'll ever come back
and listen to my pathetic
apologies.
you remind me of
addicting love.
They're going to have
to put me in rehab
and peel every memory
of you off of my skin.
Because I keep imagining your
hand there again.
Because every time I put
a cigarette to my lips
I imagine your soft
skin, and not some orange
filter.
Everytime I put a pipe
up to my face I
imagine it's your lips
I'm kissing.
And not just some
smoke filled with THC
That'll only make me
miss you more.

And Everytime I put
a beer up to my
mouth.
I'm not tasting
the bitterness.
I'm tasting
the memory of you.