First puff.
I can taste the nicotine and feel the smoke fill my lungs. And then I think of the first time I saw you, and the way you took my breath away.Pause. And I forget.
Second puff.
I take it longer to keep your memory in my mind. And as I exhale I remember the laughs we shared.Pause. And I forget.
Third puff.
I keep the smoke in my lungs and remember when you told me to quit. And I said "When you leave, the only comfort I'll get is from this."Pause. And I forget.
Fourth puff.
I can feel the light headedness kick in. And I remember how weak you made my knees the first time we kissed.Pause. And I forget.
Fifth puff.
And as you left my lips I knew how you would leave and how my last thing my lips will touch is this cigarette. And how I desperately need your lips on mine to remember.Pause. End. And I forget.
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PoetryThis is a little poetry book that I thought would be amazing to write. Considering all my friends love my writing I thought you guys would too.