We smelt of cigarettes and heartbreaks.
We touched uneasy and tense.
But we tried like we were new and full of spirit.
We smelt of alcohol and regret.
We touched rushed and full of greed,
But we promised to never leave.
No matter how bad we smelt of cigarettes and how much heartbreak we had.
No matter how much alcohol or how much we think of our selves before others sometimes...
We're here and we're not going back.
-D.