His Rose
From behind, I see him lighting up his cigarette and starts to smoke before turning around to look at me—leaving us staring at each other's eyes.
Due to the sun setting sun, I manage to see a more beautiful side of him. There's a lot to Elia; I know he doesn't notice how he's actually more than he is now but I notice. I see a lot of possibilities in his life.
He exhales the smoke, holding onto the cigarette in between his index and middle finger. My eyes notice that his lips are curving into a small smile, ''I like you, Rose.'' He says, causing my whole body to weaken but I swallow the nonexistent lump in my throat—trying to make sure that this is reality as I hide my hands behind my back an