She smokes Marlboro lights in an attempt to eliminate the pain.I just wish that she knew that...

She smokes Marlboro lights
in an attempt to eliminate the pain.
I just wish that she knew that putting
poison inside of her body may help at first,
but the aftermath of the action will only leave her
feeling as damaged as she did before, 
or it may make her feel worse.
She kisses random men in attempt 
to get the taste of your mouth out of hers.
If only she knew that locking lips with strangers
doesn’t always wash out the memories.

But she’s trying, and it’s an ongoing battle
Between her head and her heart.
One part of her, the logical side,
tells her that if she was happy before,
she could be that way again.
But this time, without you.
Her heart always seems to overpower
the reality of the situation,
and it tells her head
that there is no future;
no brighter tomorrow without you.

She is caught inside of the feeling
of her skin against yours, and the sight of two stars
colliding and creating constellations
in which only you both can see.
She should have known that even though your body
resembles a universe filled with light and warmth,
that the only way she will ever be able to
rid of your memory for good will be to
create new ones with those who will not
take her love for granted, or who won’t have to
think twice about leaving for something better.