Rishi Revolts II

Cigarette break.

Stinking of sick.

Wrapped in his thoughts.

Searching for bliss.

A soft voice asks for a cig’

Rishi passes one over without uttering a word.

They stared deep into each other’s hearts.

As she begins to walk away.

A voice inside rumbles.

“Don’t let this moment slip away.”

As Rishi moves towards her.

She moves back, pivoting on her foot.

They both had the same intention, at the same time. They share nervous laughter.

“My name’s Rishi.”

“I’m Tana, nice to meet you, thanks for the cig.”

Rishi is filled with peace.

That’s how it all began.

Two years accumulate, sometimes too fast.

All good things must collapse.