Cause you don’t see the romance in the smoke from the cigarette and how it plays with the shadows of our bodies. You don’t see how I manage to throw a bad thought away along with the ashes. How the burning end of it reminds me of a fire powerful enough to burn away all that causes misery. How a single drag fills my lungs with something other than the air of unsaid words that won’t let me breathe at night. You don’t see how I imagine myself in a whole other world where it’s not the cigarette between my fingers that I’m playing with – it’s his intertwined with mine. Cause you don’t see the romance, the relief, the dream that a single cigarette can bring to me.

-shexplains