The air was humid on that night, I laid with my head against the old brick wall behind me, A scary thought this wall gave, the crumbled pieces around showed that even the strongest and most sturdy of things, can and will one day fall apart.
I was banging my head against the brick to the beat of the bells tolling in the distance, sad this was indeed, someone, somewhere had died, their life ended, who knows what they left behind, or who. And if they didn't have someone to leave behind, then that would be even more tragic, the only thing worst would be dying without a name.
After the last bell rang I took a long puff on my cigarette the but pinched between my thumb and pointer, then and there, it was my last cigarette, I decided this as I stood up. As I tossed the butt to the ground it seemed to fall in slow motion and as soon as it landed I heard the siren of an ambulance, could someone else be dying? What a night this is indeed, it would be close as well, the noise was getting louder. The air was really getting to me, my blood was too thick for this kind of heat, "I'll leave before the storm" I said to myself, my only real regret was I didn't say goodbye to her, she was far too kind for the likes of me I couldn't see what she saw, she had a way of always looking at the up side of things, and I guess for a guy that always has his eyes on the ground it just couldn't work.
Well, I do have another regret; I didn't get to say sorry. The sound of the ambulance got closer, and closer until I could see the flashing lights it stopped a few feet from me and a car pulled up beside, she got out. I thought it was fitting; how I walked through her as she ran to my body. I turned around a last time as she picked up my cigarette and uttered a single word before walking away. I don't know where I'll go, or where ill end up but I do have a regret, she didn't hear that last word..."Sorry"