We Shared a Breath 10/3/12

There we were both freezing our asses off outside, but the alcohol kept us warm. She took another drag off her cigarette and stared at me. We didn't do any talking we just stared. Somehow I was okay with that, we had done enough talking. All I could see were the shadows cast on her face from a streetlight a couple feet off and her lips illuminated by the light of her cigarette. I was captivated.

She had to leave. I had to stay. That was the plan. If I never acknowledged it though, it would never happen, or so I thought. She leaned in close to my face, our cheeks brushed and her lips barely touch my ear as she whispers, "I will be back before you know it". She moved away slowly dragging the last word with her as she kissed my cheek. We stared at each other with nothing else to say.

Her eyes shifted to my lips as she reached for another cigarette. She slides the back of her hand along my cheek and places the cigarette in my mouth. I continue to stare. I continue to hope that she would stay. She leans in again, this time her dying cigarette close to mine. We share a breath. The very same breath she stole from me earlier that evening. Her ember lighting the end of my cigarette. Our faces stay close and the next moment she is gone. She didn't come back and I still hate cigarettes