Reaping-My-Heart-Out

Fall is coming Leaves are falling And I am falling for you, as you’re falling for me Colors change, seasons change, And we’re changing too Winter comes, Snow falls down And we’re falling apart Weather turns cold, and our hearts too Love turns to ice, too stubborn to melt Spring comes along, Flowers grown, We’re growing up too We’ve grown so far apart. Summer comes, Sun burns through And we burn with desire We are to different seasons Bu we follow each other With out one… there can’t be another

Smoking is like a marriage vow You Seal it with a kiss For some it is “till death do us part” It’s like your lover, you hold hand in hand And all your insecurities disappear for a moment For some it’s the only part of their life that they can control Smoking is your friend, it doesn’t talk But just listens to your lips, Giving you enough energy to live just through one more day For some, it is the only time to put their life on pause from the constant rush of life Smoking is your lover, you can’t leave the abusive relationship, Because you know you can’t live without it So when smoking and you c