Because you are addicted to Gold Flake and I am addicted to you.
Like that cigarette slowly burning between your fingers, I burn too. Because you are addicted to Gold Flake and I am addicted to you. The only difference - you can buy your addiction - but I can't win over you in a million years. The only similarity - you crush both cigarette butts and my hopes multiple times a day under your feet. You are one cruel b*****d. Oh man, why I still love you so very much? I think about that a lot sober. There has to be a reason for this unwavering, almost God-like devotion towards you. For the life of me, I can't find an answer to that question. I don't know why I want to walk barefoot on a black beach with you. Watch the sunset - and - watch your features turn into a beautiful silhouette. As the evening would sink into darkness and we will lay on the beach to watch the stars and crescent moon - I want to smell the salty ocean on your skin. Then when you will try to light that f*****g Goldflake and put it between your lips, I will th
Sometimes some relations can never be mended and better left alone. Nice touchy lines.
ReplyDeleteSo true and thanks for reading.
DeleteBut she was searching, hoping....
ReplyDeleteHoping against hope...
DeleteMuch realistic and heartwarming... but hope never ends! Wish she could get a little piece of coal amidst those ashes.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful thought, Maitreni. :)
DeleteAmazing! Beautifully weaved, Saru :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Purba!
DeleteLovely! You excel at this format, Saru.
ReplyDeleteThanks Rachna!
DeleteLife thrives on hope not hopelessness.
ReplyDeleteSo true...
DeleteSad...
ReplyDelete:)
DeleteSad but better to end a relationship when there is no hope left in it.
ReplyDeleteI agree. Why out yourself through misery?
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