Friday, April 24, 2009

Dear cigarettes,



You were such a huge part of my life for so many years, 14 to be exact. It all started one warm Fall morning, when I started high school. I didn't know anybody at this new school. My first friends introduced me to you, and I suddenly felt like I belonged. We all stood across the street before and after school, huddled around in a group, sharing a lighter and a puff. And at that time, my only concern was that I fit in, I had a group to call my friends. Now it's time to part ways, to say goodbye forever. I don't want you around to hurt me anymore. It's been 4 weeks that we've been apart now, and I've never been happier about a decision I've made. My family is proud of me (hell, I'm proud of me, I never thought I could do this), I can go for walks without feeling winded, my life doesn't revolve around my next fix anymore, I don't have that annoying smoker's cough. And I can literally feel my body healing itself from all the damage you've done. I enjoyed you every step of the way, you were my guilty pleasure...but you don't care and you wreek havoc on one's self. So with that, I bid you farewell and good ridiance. I'm much better without you!!

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