Memories {lirry} (boyxboy)✔

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   I remember the first time I laid my eyes on him.

It was on a Saturday, a cloudy yet sunny Saturday. 

I didn't feel like staying home, miserable, so I decided to go out.

I went to the park, my favorite place at the time.

That was where I first saw him.

Smoke surrounded him.

He caught my attention.

You see, I used to be against people smoking, still am, actually.

I remember walking towards the bench he was seated on.

I sat next to him, both of us silent.

He glanced at me before putting the deadly cigarette in his mouth.

I scoffed and told him  "That could kill you".

He looked at me and told me "Does it look like I care?"

That sparked my interest.

Who was this guy and why did he think like that?

"You really don't care if you die? I mean you're not that old" I spoke curiously.

"People die every day, kid. I would be just one on the list."

I didn't know if I was mad because he had called me kid or because of what he had said.

Being the curious lad I was, I asked,  "Why?"

He looked at me, his eyes were light brown, like honey.

"Why what?"

I remember smiling at that.

"Why don't you care that you might die?"

He kept looking straight at me and put the cigarette back in his mouth, inhaling.

"Because that's just how life is, kid"

I didn't like being called a kid, people used to call me that all the time and I despised it.

"Harry's the name," I told him, completely forgetting that he was a complete stranger.

I had hoped that he would also tell me his name, but no.

He let his cigarette fall and stomped on it before walking away.

I was left behind, watching him walk away.

Wondering if we would meet again.