I abused you for over ten years, filling you with smoke and tar and nicotine and poison and still you allow oxygen to travel in and out of you to keep me alive. For this I apologize and thank you simultaneously.
Today is exactly two years since I decided to quit abusing you and start taking care of you and I wonder how long it will take for you to forgive me, if ever.
I have to admit that it was not that easy to give up by beloved habit but life is much better smoke-free. This does not mean that I do not inhale deeply at the smell of smoke and long to be a smoker once again when I see others lighting up. But fortunately for you, dear lungs, I will keep my promise and never smoke again. For quitting was far too difficult a journey to go through a second time.
Please accept my apology and remember this in the future, when maybe you will have to work a little bit harder to control the cell growth in your tissue.
Thanks for always being there for me,