Goodbye, Nicotine

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 I’d always watched you hanging from the lips of the older kids, or sitting neatly between their fingers. 
With you there they looked invigorating and mature.
That was when I made the decision to give you a try. 
As the years progressed though I began to notice that I was imprisoned by my devotion to you. 
In the mornings my lungs would burn, my head throbbed, a constant stream of mucus was in my throat. My stomach would ache, my hair and clothes smelled identical to an ash tray, etc. 

Despite the extensive list of problems that I invited into my space just by being involved with you, I miss you very much. 
I am not certain there will ever be a day where I’ll no longer think of you and all of the times that you were there. Nevertheless I am certain that I am and will forever be much better off for letting you go. 

This is the end.
My promise to you is to never return. 

Goodbye, nicotine.