The parts of me you loved, I have burned to ash.
I hope it haunts you at night to know you have hurt me like that.
//5:22 (via theproblemswithmissingyou)
You told me you were leaving
because I smoke cigarettes
I stopped smoking in
fear of losing you forever
I went by your place to tell
you that I broke my bad habit
I saw you pressing your lips
against someone new
my walk home was lonely and
the only thing pressed to my
lips was a cigarette
I guess it’s time to quit
my bad habit
you
A.R.K