All my cigarettes are with you
But as my growing realization
That I identify with Franny
Makes me see that I dress myself to be less than I am in trying to be a whole person
I'm growing
You're texting your girlfriend
Explaining your need for space due to an influx of medication and feelings not yet realized
I'm finishing the last cigarette in our pack
You say all the right things
I'm hoping I can say all the right things to myself
And give myself the space I need due to an influx of medication and emotions not yet realized
I want to be a whole person
But it's hard when I'm sitting on a bench with you and I'm staring at your mouth when all the right things comes out of it
I finish my cigarette because this one is mine alone and I can't share everything with you anymore
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