I'm back at my place,
It's colder then before,
Did I mention I had separation anxiety?
I find it hard to breathe without you.
I get cramps, when I think about you.
My head stars to spin when I pass your old, empty room.
And I don't like taking my medication.
It makes me feel depressed.
It's a side effect.
I don't like it,
I need something to numb me out.
Something with no side effects,
So I bought a pack of cigarettes,
With every cigarette,
I can feel the pain drift away.
It floats away with the smoke,
It takes the sad memories away
But it also takes away the happy ones.
I don't mind though,
It makes me feel okay.
As okay as I can be without you
I was walking down the street and a girl started at me
With judging eyes,
"Smoking kills you know, "
"Exactly"
a/n I'm not trying to romanticise anxiety or smoking I feel as if many people aren't aware of why people smoke (in some cases) and what anxiety feels like (I'm elaborating on anxiety later, this was very basic)
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All I'll Ever Need {phan}
Fanfiction"Should this be the last thing that I see, I want you to know it's enough for me; Cause all that you are is all that I'll ever need"
