I took a long inhale from my cigarette, looking down at the floor I didn't want to let the smoke go, I gave in, the smoke was practically clear. On the table was my cup of tea, earl grey with vanilla, it never changed, I reached for it with my right hand, which also held my cigarette, I probably should have ashed, I pulled the cup toward my mouth for a sip, when I looked up to see which expression you had on your face..my heart pounding as if it was trying to escape from my chest, all I could feel was the opening riff of Love Will Tear Us Apart. It consumed me the rest of our relationship.