Stopped smoking 'cause you asked me to.
Figure that don't hold now,
I need them to get through.
So I buy my B & H,
Light up,
Slowly get off my face
On whiskey
(I find scotch is best
To help me forget and get some rest).

You never told me why you left.
Was there some kind of test
I failed?
You went in search of something new
And left me sitting here so blue.

Another puff.
Another day
Of my life I've blown away.
I do not care -
Life's no fun unless it's shared
And you are gone.
And so I hope life's not too long.

Copyright © 1998, Tom Massey
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