After coming in from the porch, I could smell the tasteless odor.
The orange glow aftermath glimmered dimly on the ground. I said, “ You know those will kill you one day” he replied “Ya, I should quit soon.” The cycle went on that night smoking cigarette after cigarette, thinking it wouldn’t get to me, because everyone smokes nowadays right? But what are the causes of cigarettes, and what about second hand smoke? I think about the latter often, as my lungs are captured with contaminated air. You think the smokers would think about this right? Everyone knows the effects. Then why is it the number one cause of death in males?
The next guy was all the better he even drank along with his death sentence to his lungs, even more of a way to kill yourself fella. I stayed along side them, swooning at their feet. I don’t know why I was so attracted to them.
The essence of smoke reminiscing was my favorite, especially when I could taste it on their lips. My daily life consisted of no soda, limited amount of sugar, white bread, and saturated fats, and always getting my run in. However, I come back and live in hell. But I like it.
I see this far too often when the girl does something she doesn’t do just to be with the guy or to fill an undisclosed emptiness in her life. The life of a smoker is not all the glory it seems to be when you see them on the porch letting loose with not a care in the world, they can kinda of be manipulating. Asking you to try one, you never do because you know the consequences, you’ve learned them in school, your Uncle is dying of lung cancer, you don’t want to be like them. But you fall. People do. They fall. Fall into the sin which they do not want to just over that simple guy. You know it’s true, it’s happened to you. The attraction of the unknown is always something we secretly look for. Why keep living the same old life over again. Trying something new is enriching.
Despite the dislike I had for smokers. It turned into a love. I started changing. Who would have thought the essence of smoking would make me want to reach out to those in need. I realized there are people in trouble who need a sense of comfort from someone, a guidance. I can be that guidance.
Smokers do appreciate you. They don’t like being condemned. The one I knew changed. He put down his cigarette one day after trying to go on a run with me and not being able to make it all the way through. We had plenty of discussions about this previously but when he realized it himself it became a shocking factor to him.
It taught me to branch out. I always tried to hang out with the ‘good people’ trying to save myself. Never thinking I would be able to influence someone as much as I did him. Maybe they don’t know any other way and you are the light. Critiquing someone can get to them in a life changing way.
I said “You know those can kill you one day” and he replied “I know, you got me to quit because I saw how healthy you are.”
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