Dad dropped me home a few minutes back,I rode on the back of his blue vespa.
I could see our shadow on the bridge under those orange lights,my hair had managed to escape my head wrap which had fallen loosely to a side and I did no effort to fix them back instead I pretended like there was a cigarette between my fingers and I was taking huge puffs .
The wind caressed my face and blew my hair away while cold plays fix you played in my head .
Also I hope dad didn't see me in the act or even if he did I don't think that I care much really .