Smoke

Smoke drifts across the room forming amorphius shapes ,Tendrils break off and the particals of carbon dissipate.She does not see me how can someone so close be so far away.Taking the cigerette from her I inhale deeply,exhaling a cloud which envelopes hers.For a brief moment she does see me then taking the cigerette back she returns to that world which I am no longer a part of.Smoke drifts across the room forms tendrals and dissipates.