people get addicted
I do not
but surely you are an exception
and maybe I can say that the time where I can't manage to stay alive without you is near—
that losing you is the only thing I cannot bear
my heart in my sleeves, is what I wear
and I die everytime i find out that you left
we are the protagonists
and you are my heroine—
and it seems like I am addicted to you;
my dear nicotine
YOU ARE READING
tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you
Poetryyou left, and tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you is what's left of me. cover by @babyblue997
