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Quitting smoking for me, not for anyon else,

cause more then i care for others i care for myself,

i'm sure as sun rises that the pain will go away,

it's okay, she showed me there are happier ways,

to going to sleep, waking up and breathing,

gave new meaning to a painful quiet leaving,

have no idea what i've been through,

cause of you i've almost lost all i could do,

you're my weekend at first, all the fun days,

then when i wake up you become my slow mondays,

frozen by eyes appearing on my ceiling,

barely breathing as i still miss this feeling,

i'm so sad i won't be the guy who holds her,

we've gone our distance, now the travel is over,

no more days to pretend it all could come back,

i'm so sad i won't be the guy she always writes back.