That was it. The last smoke. My last smoke. The last smoke ever. The last cigarette I was ever going to smoke. The last time the smoke was going to go down my throat straight to my lungs. The last time. I couldn't believe I wasn't going to be able to smoke ever again. Not like anyone forbid it... I just had promised myself I wouldn't. I promised myself, and I wasn't lying. But it felt so good... I just wanted to have one more smoke. To feel it one more time. That amazing feeling... Once more. But I couldn't.
Or could I?
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