I loved the absence of tobacco smoke
Until I realized it meant he was gone.
I loved the fresh breeze coming in through my window,
Until I realized it meant he was not behind the window smoking away.
It seems as if I loved the world when he was gone, but there was nothing more I wanted than being submerged in his love, tobacco smell and all.
Feb 14, 2024
Feb 14, 2024 at 6:48 AM UTC
I loved the absence of tobacco smoke
Until I realized it meant he was gone.
I loved the fresh breeze coming in through my window,
Until I realized it meant he was not behind the window smoking away.
It seems as if I loved the world when he was gone, but there was nothing more I wanted than being submerged in his love, tobacco smell and all.