I hope you know that every time I see you I want to take you out of this lonely counter. To take you to my hiding spot that I forget every time. Im so good at hiding things I forget where they are (not my feelings though).
You see every part of me wants to be with you. To have you in my pocket at all times. To have you by my breathes as I reminisce life. To hear my sighs of pain as I think about the kin lost. Do you see me covert you with ultimate desire? I cant even breathe, thats how much I want you.
Yet a part of me holds back, glues my bank card to my phone, until I’m heart broken disappointed and hurt.
Hurling insults at me, hurting me 🎶
Maybe you are thinking that this isn’t about dunhill , its about a girl..Maybe you are right or its just an expression of love to something I want but cant have.
Can you Imagine humanity without ciggarettes? Yes thats me
Healthy with anxiety, father take this away!
Maybe I exaggerated a little bit, I only think about you when Im in certain spaces not all the time. Certain spaces means places were you are found.
Dear cigarrete pack on the counter of Pick n Pay Joina, I hope we never become acquainted. I hope you remain something I desire. I hope I never have you.
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