Last cigarette..

I was thinking about you...you don’t exist which brightens my excitement.
I keep thinking about you..Your face...your hair...your eyes...the way you dress...
..The way you talk...the look of yours when it rains...
How you fight with me...how you get excited when you listen to an old Hindi song...
The way you hum "raina barse rim jim rim jim"..
I keep imagining all these..
I keep drawing your image in my mind..
You are like a cigarette which burns but no smoke..I inhale everything..I want to..
..Yes I can see you smiling now..Hair is not tied I can see your ear ring..It excites me...
Its fading now...like a cigarette which burns but no smoke..
Because I inhale the feel of you till dawn..