I am the cigarette your lips envelope,
the nicotine that runs through your bloodstream.
I am the habit you know you should quit,
but I’m your one and only addiction.
I am the smoke that fills your lungs
and kisses your exposed skin.
My cancer will eat away at your beautiful body,
adding lines to your face
while slowly sucking your breath.
I am the leading cause of preventable death,
and still, you take another hit.
I will always be here for you,
until death we meet again.