I'm the shot of whiskey burning you throat as you try to forget me. I'm the cigarette smoke you inhale as you exhale my words of how desperately I wanted you to stop. I'm the knives you feel upon your ruby red lips as you kiss her hoping to replace me. I'm the tsunami you hope to jump in as you realize the waves died out as fast as our love once did. I'm the nightmare at night as you lay awake remembering how happy I was without you the last time you saw me.