You're a **** I watered until you overcame me

empty black purse
old love notes
all wrinkled
now molding
damp and limp

boat trips and fancy dinners
airplanes and hangers
ocean views and hotels
princess treatment

promises made
one plastic ring
fit
if taped

texted pictures
a portrait
a yacht
videos shared

two months
later invisible
me and my quite room
and an empty refrigerator

let go

empty black purse
wild goose chase
just a distraction
a fantasy

let go

Cigarettes,
I hate you.
I love your calming embrace.
I love your unique aroma.
I love taking a relaxing break with you.
I love your stimulating cancerous smoke.
I love the flood of chemicals you release in me.
But nicotine,
I hate that I love you.

a million poems later and
i have not written anything
that could convince you
to love me back.