He sat so calmlyHis body relaxing into the metal chair.
Sighing loudly he waited and looked at his watch
Knowing
The time was nearing.Surely enough,
he saw the girl from the corner of his eye.She strolled into the store and came out with her black little plastic bag that ruffled against her legs.
Eyes glossed over and red from crying, she glanced around for a place to sit.
Choosing a seat far from people she lit up her cigarette and stared into the distant road.
Mind as foggy as the night,
her thoughts were drizzled down into the finest of wine,
having been kept for the longest of time
only to be mulled around some more.Oh how he loved that girl and her clouded soul.
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