Lighting a cigarette always brings back memories of our time together
Every time I inhale, I hear your laugh
It brings back the smell of your jacket made of leather
Of that chain you always wore with class

I find it hard to breathe lately
Maybe it’s because I’m addicted
The smoke brings me back to you immediately
It’s the only way for me to feel close to you, I guess it’s twisted

So I light another cigarette
Inhale deeply to remember the taste of your lips
Remembering the time we first met
And I admit, those are my best trips

I miss you

S.W.