Raining, again.
"Man up." My dad shouldered me, I sighed and made my way upstairs into my room.
I lit some candles and turned the lights off.
I haven't heard from Rose she hasn't texted me.
as i was laying against my pillows my eyes followed the drips of rain.
YOU ARE READING
Rose •
Fantasyand on that very day, the first rose bloomed. - If only she was here.
