Cigarettes

Love-addiction that smells like cigarette smoke. You understand that it's harmful, that it would be better to get it out of your head and breathe deeply... but you're drawn back to it again. In every neighbourhood, in every shop window you pass, you see its reflection. And the withdrawal begins - nasty, sticky, like the taste of ashes in the morning. But at the same time, it's sweet: it's both poison and antidote. It's that moment when your heart whispers ‘run,’ but your body is already looking for a lighter.