"The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious." Don't be afraid to try something dark. If there was no darkness we wouldn't have been able to see the stars.

There was something in the distance, though, a chance thought. It was engulfed in mist at first, but emerged into the light as an opportunity. I slowly started walking to the boy in the distance. He was smoking his cigarette in a unusually fast way. I came up to  him and asked for light. He lit my cigarette and said - "You're my bitch now". I let some smoke out and replied-''Only in your dreams darling. Dreams are free though so enjoy yours". He smiled at me and took out another cigarette. "Why do you smoke so fast?" I asked.
"You know how some people smoke for pleasure. Well, I do it so I die faster".
-"I never did it for pleasure either.'' I said as a shiver ran through my body.
-"It's getting cold outside. We can go to my apartment and continue talking over there."
I bit my lip and immidiatelly agreed. I wasn't really thinking but oh well - screw it! He opened the door to his car for me then took the driver;s seat and drove away. We remained silent for the 10min drive that we took. After we stopped and I went out of the car we had to walk for a couple of minutes before we reached his house. As we went it I started looking around - the boy had taste. He invited me to have a seat on his big sofa. Then he went to get some liquor and joined me on the sofa. We started smoking and talking again. The clock was ticking but I didn't hear it. I just stared into his beautiful eyes. It's not only his eyes that are beautiful. He's also looking at me. But his look is different, somehow cold. He wasn't looking at me-he was looking straight into my soul, my heart.
" You already know why I smoke but why do you do it dear?''
I was a bit hesitant to answer that question but the expensive alchohol was already curculating in my blood and I started talking.
" There was a boy.."
He smiled and said "There's always a boy isn't it?"
"Yeah yeah, do you want to listen or not?"
"Continue, please."
" So there was a boy. I started smoking because of him in the first place. I used to smoke with him every day. We always smoked those light cigarettes because it was cool back then. At some point he left me. He left me broken to be exact. We had been together almost an year, he was my everything and then he just left me. The only thing I had left of him were the cigarettes and the smoke. That's when I changed to the heavier ones, you know the ones that make you want to puke. My last cigar with him was from that kind. Now it's a reminder of him. I got used to them so much that I don't even mind the taste anymore. "
"I know how you feel. I know that each time you take out another one a thousand memories hit you in the face. Every single pull leaves your lungs burning and craving for more. You can't stop even if you want too. You don't have anything to lose. I know, believe me."
We both leaned towards eachother and kissed. It started out with a soft kiss and gradually built up to a demanding and passionate fight between our tongues. As we were sitting on his couch he slowly laid me down and continued kissing me. Every time he touched me he left a burning fingerprint on my body. The clock kept ticking but neither of us could hear it. The only thing we could hear was eachother's breath. Was it all the liqour and toxins in our bodies or the need to feel that you're not alone and there's someone that understands you-I will never know.
That night was special. From that night on I started seeing that boy and we fell in love. I don't know how long it's going to last but honestly I don't care. He made me feel loved and special. He had awaken all my senses that I thought I had lost. He looked so different that first night. He looked dark and mysterious, coldhearted and dull. But there's always another side.
Happiness can be found in the darkest souls if one remembers to turn the light on.
You should never give up. Fight for yourself and who you are. You have to go through to worst time to get to the best ones.
And now if you'll excuse me, I need to go smoke a cigarette.