It had been a week
and I was still on the other side of the curb
staring at Ink
with her glittering eyes
tanned skin
chocolate hair
and the smoke that followed her like a characteristic
And I think I had to face the cold hard truth
Somehow
Somewhere
Sometime
I think I had fallen in love with Ink
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S M O K E
Short StoryLife consisted of waiting on curbs. Then he saw her. Life began to consist of a beautiful girl and S M O K E. ®All Rights Reserved to ARM179 Highest Rank: #400 in Short Story (5/2/15)
