Him

smoking

when we broke up,

i took up smoking.

the smell of you stays on me

through the lingering smoke.

and even though you’re not here,

and we haven’t spoken in months,

i feel you in every part of my body.

i see you in every part of my day.

and the day i quit smoking,

will be the day i quit missing you.
♠ ♠ ♠
for jaimes
if i die young, it will not be from smoking. it will be from missing you.