"Cigrattes and regrets"

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One step back

Two steps back

And then he looked at me like I was a fucking painting

With those soft brown eyes

I wanted to stay

I wanted to drown

I wanted to gulp 'em down. All those salts But I took another step back

Because God forbid, I had burned him down Each day

And all those memories.

Slowly

Sweetly

With counted drags of cigarettes, regrets, and bitter swallows of 'em sunsets watched alone.

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