LOVE YOURSELF (A Short Story)

Love Yourself_3

It was a habit
He'd started a while ago
Maybe after his friend stoped visiting
His friend just vanished

And he missed his friend
A lot
His friend would sit with him
And listen to him play piano

Smoking was a bad habit
But he could care less
It didn't matter to him

He was very talented
At playing the piano
And he has a friend who was talented
At playing the guitar

And she learned his songs
She played his melodies
But she also did her best
To stop him from smoking

She began by confiscating his lighters
Writing her initials on them, "Y•K"
Meaning, they belonged to her
And he could not use them

Instead of a cigarette
In his mouth
She gave him lollipops

His friend really liked helping people
Like himself
Whether she would try to stop
Bad habits

Or just sing to people at the hospital
To lift their spirits
Make them happy

She also tried expressing messages
By tying a lighter to her guitar
As she played one of his own songs

When she would leave him
He would forget about his habit
He sucked on a lollipop
Until he'd see his cigarettes

Well, her cigarettes
Every time he'd think
About smoking again
He'd realize she beat him to it

The cigarettes had her initials
They were hers now
Just for safe keeping

Believe it or not
This brought a smile on his face
Maybe it was the thought of her
Or the reminder of her efforts

And he was fine
For a while at least
Eventually he grew tired
Of her actions

Whenever she tried to stop him
He'd ignore her
Walk away
Trying to avoid his problem

She would chase after him
And then one day
She tried to stop him
By grabbing his wrist

He flinched and pulled away
Then walked away
And left her
Alone

Not realizing
That he too
Was alone
Walking though the streets

A black car passed by
But he didn't spare a glance
And continued walking

Maybe trying to find a cigarette
And a lighter.

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Not my own story.
Just written in my own words.