It's my decision to end it, but after all these years it's a tough decision. OK, on the face of it we've been good friends, almost inseparable for many, many years, but I've finally seen the light and realised that I'm just being taken for a mug.
Whenever we get together, much as I enjoy it, it's me that always pays, and I just can't afford it any more.
Now that I have made the decision, I feel I can also tell you a few home truths. You make a mess wherever you go, and, to be brutally honest, you smell.
So, you might have already taken the hint as although you have always been a daily visitor, the door remained closed to you yesterday.
Don't even think about trying to become part of my life again, I have a new friend now, OK, it's not a complete break away from you, but cheaper and less harmful.
So, after 40 years, it's over, cigarettes, you and I are finished.
