The song ended. And there is still a long way home. Music calms me, it allows me not to think about everything that is happening around. I hear melody again. A new song starts playing. It is so fragile and beautiful like the full moon that I see in the sky now. Like a touch of love. An angel came down from heaven and wrapped his soft wings around me.
Luckily, I wasn't lonely tonight. In the distance I see someone lighting a cigarette. I can almost smell her scent. After searching my bag, I find a crumpled packet of Marlboro cigarettes. I take out a cigarette and place it between my lips. Shit. I can't find my lighter. The shops are already closed. I have no choice but to ask a person standing in the distance to add my last cigarette I found. I approached him with a light step. The guy smoking a cigarette doesn't even notice me. However, being very clumsy, I accidentally kick a rock in his direction. The guy turns to me when he sees the unlit cigarette in my mouth and hands me his lighter. As I pick it up, he turns back to the beautiful river in front of us and leans against the bridge barrier. I don't say a word, I just light a cigarette and lean back as well.
We smoke together without saying a word. Time seems to stand still. I can't hear anything around me except his breathing. As strange as it is, I feel safe. I will feel calm. After smoking a cigarette, the guy throws it into the river with a sudden wave of his hand and walks away. I stand a little longer and head home on my own.
