Path Of Flames - 14. My Perfect Girl

People are like cranking out cigarettes.
They never come out the same.

But in like 6 or 7 cigarettes there's one similar to it.
Some are tight, others are loose.
Some are packed too tight, and others too loose everything falls out.

A perfect cigarette is like my perfect girl.
Empty but impossible to quit.
A breath of fresh air and good smelling hair.
Her pretty voice, and a gentle touch lets me know she cares.
My perfect girl, would mean the world.
Not cancer.