Smoke.

I am taken back to memories once more. The habit you tried to give up, smoke lingering around your mouth. I hate it all and I love it at the same time simply because it is a part of you. I trace your sternum and the skin and hair that line it. I wish to know every piece of you, every inch, every emotion.
Before...I was like a deaf dog and you were yelling at me. Now you stomp on the floor and I feel you just fine. A poster child for distance, a failing fear, an endless friendship turned for a new road. I will forever be in awe. Exhaustion made into energy with one conversation.
I can't wait to be there. Take whatever you want from me, I'll give it all, whatever you need.