You: 445


It felt like a person who just said she would give up smoking after inhaling that burning breath, enjoying that last bit of happiness.

But then there you are, showing up with another cigarette, lightening it up and handing it to her.

“Here, another chance to feel happiness. Would you dare to refuse?”


No, of course not.


B: “But do you know you could not just do it to me like this? You could not just defy my temptation this way? You should have had more mercy on my heart, do you know that?”

A: “I know nothing, I just want you to be happy.”


‘Surrender’, ordered my heart… entirely.

Suggested soundtrack: Me in Your Rear-View Mirror (Boys Don’t Cry) by Tim Linghaus