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
Beautiful! Live smart, keep away from BigHeads :)
ReplyDeleteTrue that! :)
Deleteoh no .. how big was it .. Hope it made the fallen person realise its time to move on ..
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Hahaha... Hope so too.
DeleteHaven't found anyone as yet without Ego!
ReplyDeleteI have to agree with you on this one.
DeletePassionate. The dichotomy of love nicely expressed:)
ReplyDeleteThanks Vishal.
DeleteImpressive words
ReplyDeleteThanks!
Deletelove ur style. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks and welcome back :)
DeleteAha! :)
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DeleteLovely! Ignore the big heads :)
ReplyDeleteYes! :)
DeleteSo true!
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DeleteYou certainly have a way with words Saru. I sometimes don't know what to say I am so spellbound. Have you published anything?
ReplyDeleteTruly honored. Yes, I have, an anthology - Rousing Cadence.
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