Smoking my last cigarette of the pack watching the stars fade.
The warmth of every inhale brings memories closer and closer.
Within reach, but too much to grasp.
Everyday it gets easier to look back and not hate you for what you did.
Smiles still haunt my face as i think of holding hands and late nights of our last hours together.
Watching sunsets and talking about everything and nothing all at the same time.
The ghost of your love still lingers.
And even though i know you're already gone, I'm not quite ready to let go.
You will always have a piece of my heart and forever it will be yours.
The wound is healing, the scar is a reminder.
In the pain i have found meaning, i have found myself, and i have new life ahead of me.
Lessons have been learned the hard way, but the i have begun to appreciate them more because of your abstinence.
Little by little I can let go of our past and continue on with my future.
Whatever it may hold i have faith in knowing you will not be there with me, and that it okay.
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