march 19, 2023 (CW: smoking)

like cigarette smoke,

it sat there

momentarily suspended in the air.

displayed in the atmosphere

for everyone to see

and gawk at.

but it didn't fade out like smoke

is prone to do.

no, it stayed there.

for weeks, months,

now three years.

like cigarette smoke,

it was inhaled by those around us.

the pain of the secondhand smoke

enveloping and hiding

our virtual silhouettes

while poisoning everyone else.

but it didn't kill us like smoke

is prone to do.

no, it revived us.

brought us closer,

made us stronger.

like cigarette smoke,

the scent lingered on my clothes

and in my mind.

couldn't go a day without it,

the codependency coursing

through my hollow veins.

and i was addicted, as smoke

is prone to do.

i needed it.

i need it.

i need you.

-"i'm codependent, but trying hard not to be" vibes