This Much

THIS MUCH If I could do what I wanted to, I would take your cigarettes away from you. I would hold your hand and you would understand, I like you. If I could do what I wanted to, your lungs would be pretty pink and not black and blue. Your breath would smell sweet and nice and clean and you would know what I mean when I say I like you. If I could do what I wanted to, I would tickle you. I would make you laugh so hard you would promise never to smoke again, and then, you would know I like you. If I could do what I wanted to, you would be mad at me because I took your cigarettes away from you, but you would know.....I like you.