You remind me of the Marlboros I smoke,
you see,
every time I took a hit from you
you killed me more and more
but I didnt mind
because as I breathed you in
it felt like a fresh of breath air
and it wasn't until you were gone
when I needed you the most,
when I missed you the most.
Without you I had my worse days
you were all I could think about
I became addicted to everything you
gave,
the good and the bad.
I sparked you up and you
became something beautiful
that entered into my lungs
I loved you.

but now I see,
that these feelings were not mutual
that your intentions were only to
**** me,
to use me,
make me become addicted
and you sat there watching me
**** myself,
that is not love.

I didn't mind the cold weather until
you left for work for the week
left me shivering in my own
skin and bones
It wasn't until I awoke,
not to the smell of
your morning coffee
but having to get up and make
my own ****** coffee
Having to find things to
fill my day
like my weekends when
they are filled with you,
waking up late with the warmth
of your body close to mine
to homemade breakfast with
the right kind of coffee,
yours.
I want to live in my weekends
everyday,
and everyday you are gone
my days are filled with
the thoughts of you
and your name written on my
coffee stained paper.
Come home soon, I miss you.

In that moment,
while you are driving
while you are eating
while flying a kite
when you realize how much
love you have for one person
how terribly in love with them you are
and that thought
that single though,
marks your heart
and though they may not mutually
love you as much
the thought of being able
to love them so
puts emotion on beautiful
blank canvas