"I was only seven," she said tears trickling down her cheeks. I felt my heart sting seeing her cry.
"come here" I whispered and hugged her tightly. she nuzzled her nose into my shoulder and cried louder "hushhh" I stroked her hair reassuringly. For a seven-year-old having both your parents die is pretty tragic.
"Thanks," she pulled back and wiped her tears of. "My mom loved flowers so we would always go to the flower meadow at xxxx" she sighed looking at the stars again.
"Do you like flowers?" I asked looking up at the stars with her.
"course! not just cause my mum used to but flowers are always just waiting there for someone to come along and pick them up and admire them, kinda like how love is it kills the flower but still likes being admired and loved."Even though what she said made no sense I loved hearing her explaining things and the way she pouts when shes thinking.
"Woah" I gulped pretending like I understood everything.
"It's getting late now" I better go she said looking at her watch and walking away.
"Wait!" I grabbed her wrist "let me drop you."
It was a pretty silent ride. she put her head out the window letting her hair flow freely in the breeze, and I didn't want to disturb her.
"Thanks," she said getting off the car.
"Wait it was only 12:00 when you told me it was your bday so it's just turned your birthday," I asked getting excited stopping her. She nodded while smiling
"I'll be at your house in the morning" I said waving to her as she walked into her house.
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Regrets
RomanceI wish I could go back to the day I met you and just have walked away. Honestly, it would have saved me from so much hurt and pain.
