Like a cigarette- it’s killing me everyday; the one sided attraction.
Like a memory- it’s haunting me everyday; the first love affair.
Like a tree- it’s growing everyday; the longing for her.
Love’s a game, don’t fall for it.
For losers: there’s no place to live but words.
For winners: there’s the world.
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