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