You threw me in the back of your car and made me fall in love with all the country songs that existed out there. You lit a cigarette and I suddenly fell in love with smoking too. You introduced me to the day light outside when I was so used to the darkness inside. You brought out this angry feeling inside me I have never felt before. And suddenly you introduced me to the never ending sounds of your footsteps leaving our once broken, love story. I still can’t let go, but I have to let go.

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I haven’t quit smoking you yet. Too tired to try.

(via

pounshi

)

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