The Cigarette went to the grocery store.
She was off to buy some milk and sugar.
For her beloved, the Coffee.
She was a happy one.
Very adventurous and outgoing.
Stress was not in the mind.
The sadness she always ought to keep away.
“I’m home!”, the Cigarette uttered.
Seeing Coffee lying on the bed
Watching his favorite films.
She was damn thrilled to see him.
“I bought you sugar and your favorite milk!”
The Coffee gave away a smile.
The most beautiful smile in the world.
She took the Cigarette into his arms and kissed her.
He was happy to have her.
To have someone giving him LIFE.
He in turn gave her a promise.
That he will keep her light burning forever.
He will never let that beautiful flame go out.
Every night is like heaven for the two.
The exchange of warm embraces and addictive touches.
And every night the Cigarette is asleep,
The Coffee offers the best cuddles.
But when she is already soundly asleep,
He’ll crawl away from that bed
And go back to watching his films.
He just can’t sleep at night.
The Coffee wasn’t made like that.
And in the day, the Cigarette will run errands.
She will be out working
While it’s bedtime for the Coffee.
And when she gets home tired,
She’s happy that Coffee was there waiting for her.
She accepted that Coffee was the laid-back type.
And he was made to do nothing.
For the Coffee was scared
That the outside word might spill him.
It went on like that for a long time.
At times, the Cigarette becomes very tired.
That the thought of smoking herself came.
She thought that a little hit wouldn’t hurt.
And so she did.
After times of smoking herself bit by bit,
The Coffee suddenly noticed that she’s becoming smaller.
So he asked what the problem is.
The Cigarette said that she was tired.
That a little help from the Coffee will do.
But the Coffee just apologized.
‘Cause for him, he can’t do anything.
And so the Cigarette accepted his answer.
She kept on working.
A rest and a fun time was all that she needed.
So she decided to go out with her friends.
The Beer, Chocolate, Rhum and Coke.
She asked Coffee to come with her.
The usual NO was answered.
And so she left.
The first thing her friends asked was, “Where’s Coffee?”
Turned out all of them were with their lovers.
The Cigarette was the only one alone.
And so she didn’t stay long.
She went home crying.
“All of them were with dates and i looked stupid cause i was alone,
Do you know how depressing that is?” , said the Cigarette with tears gushing through her.
“You are asking too much from me. All i could say is i’m sorry.” , the Coffee said.
“Every single time i feel that. I don’t know why i can’t even get used to it.” , replied the Cigarette.
The Coffee fell silent.
“I HAD ENOUGH.” , the Cigarette finally muttered.
She went to the bathroom.
Slammed the door before her.
She knows she couldn’t leave him.
She loves him too much.
But it hurts so bad to stay.
Now, she couldn’t resist to smoke herself.
It made her feel better.
And so she did.
Until she didn’t notice that she became smaller and smaller.
And she took the final hit.
THE LAST HIT.
“Baby, i’m so sorry, please come out now.”,
the Coffee said while knocking on the door.
“I decided to make the change.
I’ll be with you when you need me.
All i need to do is to know how to balance myself.
A little spill won’t hurt.
I can refill it over again.
I’m ready to explore the world with you!
I’m so sorry i haven’t thought of this before.
Please forgive me.”
And so he opened the door.
Only to find out a small cigarette filter.
The red beautiful flame wasn’t there anymore.
The flame was dead.
He was silent.
Tears trickled down his face.
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