The smooth brown leather rubbed against her hands,
As she hesitantly lifted the lid of the suitcase.
The smell of stale Camel cigarettes filled her nostrils,
Making her confident in her decision.
She was getting a new start.
She stuffed as much as she could into the case
And closed it.
The clink of the latches made her eyes water,
And suddenly her lips tasted like the sea,
As tears snuck down her cheeks.
They were not tears of sadness,
But of strength.
Strength for a new beginning.
They were tears of hope.

The smooth brown leather rubbed against her hands,
As she ripped open the lid of the suitcase.
The smell of stale Camel cigarettes filled her nostrils,
Making her wonder why things had to come to this.
Why did life always bite her in the a**?
She shoved as much as she could into the case
And slammed it shut.
The clink of the latches made her eyes water,
And suddenly
Her lips tasted like the sea.
As tears slithered down her cheeks like snakes,
She thought they would be tears of joy,
For a new start,
But she was scared.
She felt hopeless.

How could both worlds
So opposite,
Together still be so true?