When I take the joint to the lips,
All I think about is,
That one talk i had with him.
Tears fall from my eyes,
As I expressed my true emotions,
With the situation,
we were dealt with.
It was too stressful to hold in.
So I got the courage from smokin.
As I inhale the courage,
And exhale,
I begin to look at him.
He said in his voice..
What? With a smile..
As he takes the joint from my fingers.
I grabbed his arm,
And laid my head on his shoulder.
He asked me what was wrong,
& I began to exhale breaths,
Thinking no turning away from this
I continued on to tell him..
I don’t want to miss this.
He quickly looked away
And tears came strolling
Down his face.
He assured me…
He isn’t going to go away like that.
It’s going to take a lot for him,
To give up the stakes.
Right then and there,
I was assured,
Everything was going to be okay.