and i don't know what love is
but it took years to realize
what love is not

love is not
letting others ash burns into your heart
while you spin dizzy from the smoke
because they insist on being
everything, even the air you breath

when it's over, rough fingers twist fire ends
into your black-red blood and beating flesh
the life in which to him means nothing
and all that's left is
nicotine dreams in the daytime

yes i know what love is not
yet i still do not know
if love is