Date a girl who smokes. Date a girl who spends her money on the quiet peace that spans the pauses between puffs, yet has no problem sharing the air she breathes with you.
Date a girl who has a list of brands she wants to smoke, who has been smoking since she was legal. Find a girl who smokes.
You see that nonchalant chick with the full, pursed lips exhaling slowly between lingering laidback puffs? Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who smoke are not easily intimidated.
Ask her if she has a light. Let her know what you really think of Marlboro. See if she got through her first puff without choking.
Ask her if she loves Luckies and if she would like to get Lucky. Give her cigars for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of company, in moments pensive or reflective, quiet or chatty, in pauses between life, spent sharing a fag.
Give her the gift of life, in small measured breaths, passed between fingers. Give her the recognition that you share the same air. Understand that the art of exhaling has taught her how to let go.
It will never be your fault if she does. Leave her for awhile.
If she understands the transience of life, she will understand the need to move on, to not be fixated on the present, to not grasp too tightly. Life like smoking is about space: the spaces between drags, the spaces between wafts of formless smoke, the physical spaces between people, the temporal spaces between meetings, the necessary spaces between reunions.
Because a girl who smokes knows that friction brings the spark, and the spark brings the light of flames. Because a girl who smokes knows that you need fuel to ignite a fire, that everything that burns truly hot and bright eventually burns out, but that you can always rekindle the flames. That when you get too close to the fire sometimes you get burnt.
Why be frightened of everything that could hurt you? Girls who smoke understand that pain, like death, is inevitable.
And they never run from it. If you find a girl who smokes, keep her close. When you find yourself up at 2 AM, wake her up and share a smoke with her. You may lose her to her individuality every once in awhile but she will always come back to you.
You will propose alone on a beach during sunset. Or in the middle of a crowded dance floor.
Or huddled close under an umbrella. Sharing a stick in the rain. And just like she leaves her lipstick on her cigarette, she will kiss an indelible mark onto your soul.
Date a girl who smokes because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most exciting life imaginable. If you want life and the fire to live it, date a girl who smokes.
If she smokes, can you date her?
These words are for us all. Beyond Worthyby Jacqueline Whitney. You may unsubscribe at any time. Offer her a second stick. More From Thought Catalog. Get our newsletter every Friday! You're in! See you Friday. Follow Thought Catalog.