Coke and Nose Rings {part six}

Noserings And Men walking one day, out on teh street, crossing a road, you just happen to meet, the nosering girl. you think it can't be true. but she stops, and he hugs you. she isn't on anything, but still wlaking on air, she takes you for coffee, and tells you about her hospital stay. and on the table top lays her line, it's 8 am, you question, but she is like, hey it's fine, i do this all the time. you look away, feeling sad, wondering where the girl went, the one you had. but it doesn't matter, you love her still. and after coffee you bring her to your home, where she stands, looking all around, you ask her to live here, even if for a little while, she agrees, and lays on your sofa, you sit on teh floor, down beside her, you tell her you love her, and that you care, how you want to help her, you want her around to always be there, she takes you hand, and looks at you, her eyes are glazed over, you wonder will she remember? what she is about to do? and then she smiles. a real smile, not her broken attempts, not a phony, say cheese smile, oir i hate your guts... im humouring you smile. she sits and crys, and her nose slowly bleeds on your good shirt, she holds you close, and whispers thank you. then backs away, and says i can never feel for you what you feel, truelly do, for me. can you live with this? and he says anything, as long as she'll stay safe and live with him. if even for a little while. nosering girl, says to him, Hi. My name is Jennie, and he turns to her, and says. i knew that, one thing, already. XoXo kyelle