You had managed to drag yourself br to the foot of the stairs before you br had fallen into a crumpled sleep. br You had left behind your blood br which had travelled with you, like a snails br trail. For the first time in 13 years br I ignited a ciggarette inside this br bricked up world of yours. Knowing br you couldn't even smell that glorious br smoke let alone try and stop me. br I sat down on the bottom stair, and br lovingly stroked your blood splattered hair.