Cigarette

Let me light you up. Smoke swirling up in the air and I thought of you. Every drag of you I smoke,has a different story to tell and then it vanishes into the air leaving behind the memories I flake into my memory pit.Another drag is what my heart demands so that I can feel tranquil again,so that I can be calm and composed for what uncertainty has to bring. As I take you in,knowing everything will be fine no matter what,you can feel safe inside me,so safe that I’ll hurt myself to get you out of anything, back into the world of happiness while you leave that beautiful scar inside me. As I see you happily swirling back into the air that makes me feel loved, another drag of you is what I ll take. You flowing into me again while we filter our differences and ego. We move on until we both know the time has come. That last drag. One last time where I can protect you from all the evil out there and you killing me from inside, I let you go free knowing we both will be dead soon,knowing we finally made peace with each other,knowing that you’ll be happy and free. We ll leave this world maintaining eye contact with each other like we cannot get enough of us,craving more of us. That’s how I want to spend my life with you.

i love you


Originally published at highinloveblog.wordpress.com on August 31, 2016.

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