Before you left you told me I shouldn't smoke,
But now your gone and you left a burning in my throat,
So now smoke fills my lungs like you used to fill my heart,
And now I feel nothing at all,
But it remember how smoke used to smell on your breath,
So I let the cigarettes bring me closer to you now that you're gone.
YOU ARE READING
Greif poetry
PoetryMy boyfriend passed away recently to mental health and this is essentially me trying to cope, it's not going to be well written it's just my thoughts and emotions on paper and if it somehow helps someone else or people enjoy it, great.
