I quit you.

As I inhale the nicotine of the cigarette I tried to smoke,
I am burning the memories of you and me, the good and the bad.

Just like a cigarette smoke,
A part of you gets out and dissolves into thin air
Yet, some of it remain.

I have quit smoking.
I quit you.

But the damage...
The part that remained which is slowly poisoning my lungs,
is like you.

Is like you, killing me slowly, inside.

I have quit smoking,
I quit you.