The spark was bright. I liked it . The smell of mill dude and dust in the air of my ranch house . There laid a cigarette beside me and a cup of coffee.
I gave into temptation and lit up . I stared at the flame of the camel and watched it grow . I inhaled deeply . I coughed only for a second , but then the nicotine courses through my body . I laid back on my bed and listened to the loudness of my mind .
Maybe I should be happy with it , then again maybe I shouldn't . I fell asleep to be woken by the sound of my phone ringing once again . The caller hung up .
All that was left was a single text message from Sasha . . "I love you too . Please don't leave me and don't hate me ." I say back in the silence and made my decision . I was going to Jeffrey Clarks house .
