Both can **** The only difference is Cigarettes shatter lungs She shatters everything
I remembered the first moment my lips pressed the filter as I lit it up breathed it all savored every smoke as if we covered up painful lies in a container of painkillers
The same way we used to pressed our lips sparked something between us savored every moment we had as if our love was a rose in a valley of tulips
and even from a distance, you were admired. you were beautiful. SO BEAUTIFUL to the extent that you’d make the world stop and stare. basking in the scene infront of me, my heart said: “lucky is the man who caught her heart”
Of true friends will ever be, that word will always remain a mystery. And all the countless moments and memories turned into such useless reveries of a girl who likes to think foolishly.