i have come to rely
On my daily
Cigarette

to help me remember
what i wish to
forget

see it’s a bittersweet habit
just like your
Were

i’m better off without it
But that’s not what
i prefer...

i don’t like the smell
or the habit you
see

But it’s the only thing
keeping you close
to me.

My spirit was was sinking,
No, I could not
Stay afloat

When bearing your
Heavy burdens on
My boat

-she was a shipwreck

That washed out cigarette smell
Oh, I know it too well...
It reminds me of you
And the fire I was
Put through.

She does not need
To be taken care of,
She needs to be
Cared for.

She expects nothing
Less or anything
More.

If tolerance came as naturally
Judgement did
The world would be a much
Better place...