Leaving Good Friends
I let you go like smoke
Because exhaust is not for savoring.
We tried,
But the soot built up in our lungs.
We had to exhale sometime.
Letting go just to grasp again,
Desperate in the interim,
We have more breaths to breathe.
I have more hours to burn.
We exchange knowing glances.
Hey,
You got a light?
Because exhaust is not for savoring.
We tried,
But the soot built up in our lungs.
We had to exhale sometime.
Letting go just to grasp again,
Desperate in the interim,
We have more breaths to breathe.
I have more hours to burn.
We exchange knowing glances.
Hey,
You got a light?
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