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Holding my words makes it hard for me to breathe

I want to be everything you hold dear

You said to stop smoking or id get cancer

I didn’t,

I wasn’t called out on my lie

Now you’re long gone, and I miss your commitment.

It’s been far too long, and I miss your existence.

I want to forget you breathing on my neck in the morning.

I want to forget saying goodbye when you go out the door

I want to forget the pain that I went through.

I want to remember the shine of your voice.

It’s been far too long since I held your waist.

We haven’t spoken in fear of it happening again.

I never told you that I was hopeless.

But now I can tell you,

That I’ve quit smoking.