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dear cigarette,

I am kindly asking you to leave me alone as you have recently become somewhat of a temptation.

Even though I have never held one of your kind to my lips before, there has been an unyielding impulse stirring inside of me that craves for your substance in my lungs.

Your lovely second-hand scent sobers me up when I’ve had too much to drink. It calms me when I am having an anxiety attack. It brings up memories of deep conversations between people once long forgotten.

I have seen the negative effects you have had on people and their bodies. That hasn’t been enough.

So I am begging you to please kindly evacuate my thoughts. I have hope that we can both move on from this potentially disastrous relationship.

All the best,

*K.