By far, she is the most beautiful creature
to have ever taken interest in me
but then why do I find myself disturbed
restless as a storm-tossed sea
I cannot accept this gorgeous boredom while a love unresolved roams free
You were too young
And I was too wild.
But I still think of you every once in a while
I pushed you away.
Some things can’t be pulled back.
The way she blew smoke from her nose was ideal. Slow and deliberate, gazing off into the negative space between the wrestling limbs of the tables and chairs around her, she sat with a gentle appendage of smoke falling from each nostril.