Fare thee well, my old friend. <br />I've suddenly realised - <br />I haven't needed you in a long time - <br />You're part of my life no longer. <br /> <br />I still see you everywhere - <br />In the street - outside the pub - <br />At the bus stop - waiting for me - <br />Seductively - in the corner shop. <br /> <br />You are always trying - <br />To temp me back - <br />Into your arms once more. <br />But I am wise to your dirty tricks. <br /> <br />Nobody likes changing habits - <br />And I admit - <br />That at times I have been tempted, to return - <br />To your overpowering embrace and controlling ways. <br /> <br />But time has confirmed - <br />What I have always secretly known. <br />That I am better off without you - <br />Your intentions were never entirely honourable. <br /> <br />So fare thee well, my old foe, <br />Cheerio, to money wasted, health complications - <br />Stained teeth and fingers, stinking ashtrays and clothes. <br />Fare thee well cigarettes. You are my friend no longer.<br /><br />bryan wallace<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fare-thee-well-6/
