My Angel Smokes Camel Menthols

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
The girl I love came to see me today.

Submitted: April 11, 2011

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Submitted: April 11, 2011



My angel smokes Camel Menthols as we stroll through the streets. We talk about whatever comes to mind; movies, music, what we've been up to. The sky darkens above us, but we don't bother to notice. All that matters is that we are here, right now, just as we were long ago. It’s been almost a year since I’ve seen my angel, and I’m ecstatic.

We loop around the neighborhood a few times, not paying attention to the light traffic or citizens sitting on their porches. To us, there is nothing other than the angel and the glutton walking down Madison. People pass by and whisper unknown things, but their words are meaningless. I have my angel for the night, and I couldn’t be happier.

We wind up back at my house, sitting under the soft glowing light of the porch. We smile and laugh at something I said, her giggle bringing a warmth to my heart I have missed for so many months. We make it up to my room where she has me listen to various songs, just to see if there is something I would hate. I gladly disappoint her as she tries to think of another song.

God hits the fast-forward button as I watch her dance in her seat. It’s a quarter to ten, and it’s time for her to go home. My heart, the one drowned in happiness, cracks. I have no choice but to escort her, but I don’t let the chink in my armor show. She lights up her third and last cigarette once we’re outside.

We arrive at her grandparents’ house too soon, but she’s somehow finished her cigarette. She doesn’t want to throw it on the ground, so I offer to dispose of it. We exchange heart-felt goodbyes, hug for a sweet moment, and then part ways. I glance back as glides up the stairs and into the duplex. The crack shatters and makes a mess. I can’t help but let the lone rebel fall as I walk away.

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