Breaking Up With Nikki
We have been in a relationship for 11 years.
We first met on Capitol Boulevard in North Carolina.
She was waiting for me at a gas station.
I unwrapped her and got my first drag of her.
She promised euphoria and peace.
Yet she infected my lungs and brain.
I carry on by this train of Nikki.
Puff puff, I sat down as a passenger for the long destination.
For 11 years Nikki and I have been together.
She always gives me 20 reasons for me to stay.
I lit up another one as my brain told me it was worth it.
Yet my stomach said no Nikki has to go.
My morning breakfast, my evening meal, and my snacks all lay there in the toilet as I couldn’t stop the uptake of food.
Nikki began to betray me.
She was poisoning me with every single puff.
It was time we stopped seeing each other.
No more.
Nikki, I’m no longer a smoker.
We cannot see each other anymore.
You make me smell bad, you isolate me, you make my teeth yellow, and you ruin my brain.
You make me sick. I hate you.
Nikki and I are no longer in relationship with each other.
This is the beginning of a journey without the influence of Nikki.