Lingering Like Smoke

The smoke from his cigarette slowly left the ember end into the air,

disappearing and only leaving a lingering smell.

That's when I realized it was like our relationship.

We keep drifting apart from each other,

eventually just be a small smell in each other's lives,

just lingering,

unless I did something.

So I stayed. 

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