His flower

"No one matches up to your beauty, Poppy."

Atlas tells me as the sunset reflects on his skin. making him glow.

"I love you, Atlas."

"I love you, Poppy."

we stay silent under the sunset holding each other's hands, and he let's go off my hand gently.

I cock an eyebrow while looking at him. He has a smile on his face, displaying his beautiful dimples.

"Catch me if you can,"

Atlas runs on the soft sand

"Not fair! You got a head start"

he and I both laugh as we chase each other.

My God, I love him.