fingers warm from the pulsing heat from this cigarette

chemicals going in and out

all i can think about is you

every inhale, every exhale

you you you

you burn away

i flick the ash

yet your taste still lingers in my mouth

your scent still clings to my clothes, my hair

so i puff and puff

wanting you to be a part of me

to be inside my lungs, my heart

even if it is killing me