Quitting Smoking
Maybe we caught fire too soon
Blazed too bright
Burned too quickly
To realize-
We were too hot to last.
We burned ourselves out,
As fast as we ignited
You used to make me so excited.
My love for you brightened my mood
Until you sucked out all my oxygen,
Leaving me gasping for breath.
I have nothing left to give
At some point, you left me alone
In the dark
Fingers singed from holding onto our fire
For far too long
Because I was hoping you would return
To reignite our spark
But not anymore.
I’m walking out of this smoky,
Ashy room
And slamming shut the door
Behind me.
Time for fresh air.
© 2016 Vic Romero
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