I inhaled the smell of the cigarettes

I felt this was the reason cigarettes were made

I was standing in that primary school.

A man came to wait for the rain too.

He was smoking.

I inhaled the smell of the cigarettes, and oh my... Nothing ever smelt better

For a minute I was so jealous of him.

I imagined the hotness cascading down and through his veins, shattering every bond of cold on its way.

I felt this was the reason cigarettes were made…