Inhale, exhale. I hate Newports. But I’m saving my Marlboros. The moon is playing hide and seek with me. A car goes by and my ash drops. Why are you upset if you don’t love me? I can’t play these games. I won’t. I’m not listening to you anymore. You’re voice just drones on, and my emotion is absent. I don’t care anymore. What happens, happens. Inhale, exhale. Stop being this way. Stop toying with my life. My love. My trust. My very few emotions. You know what I’ve been through. You used to be perfect. Inhale, exhale.
