you were like a cigarette to him,
not only addicting,
but a habit.
and when he finished sucking the life and energy out of you,
his fascination with you was gone,
he threw you on the ground and stomped the flame out of you.
when all was said and done,
he opened the pack and pulled out a new cigarette and ignited a new flame
YOU ARE READING
Somewhere Around My Orbit
Poetryi've placed a piece of myself in each poem in this book. this is the story of me.
