plain and beautifully broken

ONE

ONE- mint and cigarettes

mint was satisfying and chilling to the bone it made you stiffin and breath in deep rasps of air and cigarettes were the same thing but they were used for killing slowly and mint was used for killing quickly. People say mint gives you statisvation and cigarettes give you a sense of closure so you know something is close to you and not everything is leaving you behind in a cloud of dust. And yet again both make you broken but beautiful.

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I kept the end of my pen in my mouth the metal making me get shivers as it clinked against my front teeth. Looking around outside the grass was a dark green with dying flowers scattered around making it interesting to look at by the eye. I sighed remembering what I was writing would never reach the person I loved. My phone lit up showing a text message from somebody I did not know and simply shut my phone off and continued scanning over the letter that contained my feelings and my anger.

"idiot" I mumbled crumbling the paper and throwing it harshly in the water inches away from me, I'm an idiot to think he would ever love me back and would ever read the damned thing filled with my harsh words and my tear stains. "Your hurting the water" I heard a voice it sounded soft and sweet not rude and uptight like most men here. "W-what"? I asked looking to where the voice erupted from "you threw something at the water making an indent just like a broken heart for a person" the person said again and slowly appered with dark glasses shielding their face and a denim jacket on their shoulders.

"Poetic? huh" I said as I saw the them  walk closer to me as a sleek black cane in their hand appeared and then came  closer to the tattered bench.blind. "Very" they said, as the person sat down not close but very far away at the end of the bench I stared feeling bad but I was curious. "You can stop staring you know, it is quite rude to stare at the blind" he snapped quite harshly but with a dash of calm at the end. "I- I am sorry I just" starting my apology he shrugged fiddling with the cane "it's fine" he whispered shaking his head making his fringed hair fly everywhere making me smile. He was cute.

"I swear to- there you are come on my mum is making pasta and I don't want to be late for dinner" a woman approached us her gaze darkening on not only myself but the man beside me as well. The anger arose in her and she stomped over gripping his bicep leaving marks, "wait" I stood up making them both stop in their tracks but the woman's grip still hardly attached to the man's bicep. "can I know your name"? I asked feeling small and vulnerable I am not sure why I barely knew the guy but he was mysterious to me and I needed to figure him out. "No" a little grin played on his lips but then dropped as the woman yanked him away towards a dark blue car. I closed my eyes only remembering one thing from the man with black glasses.

he smelt of intoxicating mint and deathly cigarettes.

beautiful.
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