a cigarette you lit.

a cigarette you lit, and i became the smoke, curling and dissipating into the void of your absence,

screaming silently as i unravel, my essence scattered like ash in the wind of your indifference.

teach me how to burn, to consume myself in the agony of your memory,

until i am nothing but embers, flickering with the intensity of a fading star,

too bright, too hot, too much to bear, yet not enough to consume.

i inhale your poison, let it seep into my veins,

a willing host to your parasitic presence,

my lungs darkening with each drag, a canvas of regret, your masterpiece of destruction.

watch me as i flick away the excess, how carelessly i discard pieces of myself, of you, of us,

admiring how something so small can leave searing marks on the soul, invisible yet lasting.

i kiss myself goodbye, knowing i could be the only trace of your agonizing choices, but it was worth it to be the only one.

i press the filter to my lips like a cruel kiss, tasting bitter truths and sweet lies,

for at this moment, suspended between inhaling and exhaling, i am both alive and dying.

you lit this cigarette, but i'm the one burning,

consuming and being consumed,

a phoenix in reverse, rising from the ashes only to burn again.

tell me, when the last ember fades and the smoke vanishes, will you remember?

will you recall how brightly we burned, how beautifully we destroyed ourselves in this ritual of fire and breath?

i'll keep smoking until my fingers are stained with the proof of our shared destruction,

until my voice is raw from screaming silently into the void, until my heart is as black as my lungs.

because everything you do, everything you do, is an invitation to dance on the edge of oblivion,

and i accept, i accept, i accept, with every drag, every exhale, every flick of ash—i accept.

light another, and another, until we've burned through all our future,

what’s there to live for, when i could just smoke a cigarette you lit.

REMI.