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When you realize that you need to kiss his kisses goodbye.
When he should be wrapped around your little finger.
When you're packing his suitcase, and he's already gone.

When it's only two minutes.
When it's always too late.

You're a 'No Smoking'-sign on my cigarette break.

You're the reason I stay up too late. You're why I bite my nails.
My dirty habit. Or at least you should be.

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