Your Smoke

I don’t smoke

But yet I inhaled

your smoke.

I am surviving off toxic air

but I like it.

Forgive me if I’m obsessed

But it clearly is addicting.

I don’t want

to exhale anytime soon.

Even if it kills me-

I’ll keep holding

my breath.

Holding on to…

the last air from you.

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