She came everyday to gather the flowers which i don't mind anymore as it wad a chance for me to see her.
But one day she came with a little girl. She was just like her. Calm and sweet, she has a bit of freckles which i find it so cute on her. They played around my house. She was chasing the little girl which i came to know her namr was June. It suited her. But i was not happy because it was the lady's name that i wanted to know.
As the sun sets they gathered their things which also includes the flowers they plucked but before they left June called out Aunt Rose.
I was filled with euphoria as i finally came to know her name. She smiled as June held her hand. And i watch their figure slowly fading. Well today was a blessing.
Ever since i met Rose i've started to smile and laugh. I felt that flowers and the things around me started to get more alive. But i knew i could not stay silent for my whole life so i wanted to show het that i exist and i wanted to give her something.
I was wondering what would make her happy. After several ideas i knew what i wanted. I came to know that she used to sell the flowers, well i guess she is making a progress as she came everyday.
So i wanted to give her a flower. Not an ordinart flower, a flower that has never been found. A flower that will make her happy as much as she makes me happy everyday. I wanted to thank her for everything. Not only that i found her and also that my days have been getting better now.
I wanted to give her a Smeraldo. A flower that has never existed. I was excited. I wanted to see her reaction. I started to gather the seeds but i had to wait for midnight to come.
The next day she came with a smile. Her smile gave me butterflies. It was enough to make a grown man jump in excitement. She was happy than any other day. She hummed as she walked which i fell in love with and then it hits me.
Am i in love? Am i falling for Rose? An answer that i never wanted to confirm. I was in love .....i didn't want that but something in me tells me that it was a right. I was not sure how i should react but i was sure with something.

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The Truth Untold
Ficção GeralCoward! Worthless! *sigh* Love is nothing but a word with four letters. Meaningless. But what about Rose. I don't even know.💙