My Muse

For all the good,

going well,

things do change

in this heart

of mine

though,

you never do.

For all the successes 

that never quite seem

to make an appearance,

you always seem to

be standing there.

After all the cigarettes

I suck the life out of,

you never seem to

be phased.

My love, I wouldn’t have you

any other way.

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