I smoke cigarettes to feel close to you. It's a habit we started (back) together and is symbolic of the downward spiral that was our short but beloved relationship. The mild high I get takes me to those clouds I walked on when I would spend all my free time with you. How can I love you so much when all signs that point to you say "danger?" I can't take a breath into my lungs without your rugged smile haunting my memories. I would give up my soul and my chance at heaven just to have one day wrapped in your arms again, with only your lips to nourish me.
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