Heaven was more a cage that trapped him in there than a blessed kingdom where wishes are granted.

My joyous life hadn’t tasted the bitterness of misery until one night my mom told me that smoking could kill possibly kill him.

For the first time something deep inside felt so blank. When the usual outline of his figure moved towards me to kiss me goodnight, my eyes were filled with tears. Tears I failed to hold back.
Please don’t smoke dada, you will die” 
His speechless eyes gazed at me. He kissed me on my forehead and left in silence, disappearing into the darkness as my teary eyes craved for his return.

Maybe a few tears weren’t enough to win his love over cigarettes.

© chaos-xd 2016

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