A smoker quits for 2 and a half months
After the months away
She doesnt crave for a smoke
Often she thinks
If someone were to offer her one she wouldnt say no

The offer arrives
Just a puff
A taste

Its not enough

She begs for the full cigarette
After finishing it off
The headrush comes
The feeling of fullness
Tic toc tic toc

The high is gone
The addiction sets in
Its only been a moment
But she wants another
She wants to feel again

She knows she has spent two months without
But with only that one little touch
That minute of bliss
The hook is back
All she can think about
Is this feeling she is missing

"Drop the addiction
Be free"
Her mind begs
later she caves and asks
"Can i just have one more"

A cigarette is not nearly as addictive as you