Ode to Cigarettes.
I miss you. I miss the way you made me feel in the rain, in the cold, after coffee, and before breakfast.
I miss the way that you made tummy aches go away faster than my mother ever did.
My friends coffee & booze will miss you too. The best times were when we were all together.
I miss you so my little magic white stick.
But,… it’s time to move on. Our relationship has been long and I’ve outgrown the unhealthy habits that we’ve established together.
I will miss you.