Consider the end

I never really did
Not of you and me
I found someone who looks just like you
And I thought he could replace the feeling you give me
But I still stay up at night
And think of you
I haven’t gotten much sleep in 2 weeks
I listen to the same songs
To remind myself how sad I am
And how You were supposed to be the eternal flames falls
But you were just another match
Or Maybe a lighter
You lasted a little longer than a match would
But eventually ran out of butane
And got tired of me
Can’t give me anything else?
Not even one spark to light my last cigarette?
I shook you up and hoped I could get at least one light out of you
But i couldn’t.
I left my spare at home
And I’m standing at the bus station
I have to now ask a stranger for a light
Like anyone ever has one.
They don’t.
But that’s my own fault, because I used you too much
I smoke a lot more than I should
and I never even thought about how one day it would run out.
Just like you do.
Everything runs out.
Everything leaves.
Everything ends.
I traced my fingers along these words on your skin,
And I didn’t even consider it would ever end
That’s my favorite part of you
Knowing that everything ends.