I used to hate the smell of cigarettes and coffee.
But now I've become familiarised to it and actually find myself longing for the scent
I’ve grown to love the smell just as I've grown to love you.
When you would kiss me it tasted of stale cigarettes and bitter coffee with a hint of whisky.
I used to be disgusted by it but now I find myself intoxicated by your kisses
The farther you pushed me away the more I wanted to be near you.
Now you've gone
And I've never felt closer to the very thing that ruined me;
The very thing that left me craving bitter coffee and stale cigarettes
– Stale Coffee and Bitter Cigarettes // F.C.
Nov 23, 2016
Nov 23, 2016 at 5:08 PM UTC
I used to hate the smell of cigarettes and coffee.
But now I've become familiarised to it and actually find myself longing for the scent
I’ve grown to love the smell just as I've grown to love you.
When you would kiss me it tasted of stale cigarettes and bitter coffee with a hint of whisky.
I used to be disgusted by it but now I find myself intoxicated by your kisses
The farther you pushed me away the more I wanted to be near you.
Now you've gone
And I've never felt closer to the very thing that ruined me;
The very thing that left me craving bitter coffee and stale cigarettes
– Stale Coffee and Bitter Cigarettes // F.C.
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