You used to tell me
that i was like cigarettes to you.
When i was gone,
you found yourself craving me
you needed me
to make you feel alive.
To me
you were like a lighter
you lit me up
and made me feel alive for once.
You kept me warm
when i thought there was no warmth left in me
i always thought
that we would always be perfect together
but then i realized that i was like a cigarette to you
i was the end that you throw away
out your car window
on onto the ground to stomp on.
And you really were like a lighter to me
you did nothing but burn me up
until all that was left
were the ashes of who
I ONCE WAS.