Rose
As tears start to fall from my eyes, I remain frozen at my spot; somehow surprised to hear his voice. My eyes wandering around—trying to find if he's actually here, watching me but I see nothing, causing me to cry even more. I want to hear more of him, I want to hear from him, I want him here.
''How's my Rose?''
To my surprise, I find myself chuckling before wiping away the fallen tears. Then, I drop onto the ground; feeling the sudden pain in my chest, hurting me more than I expect. With another smile appearing on my face, ''You i***t, I thought I lost you.'' I mutter.
''You never will,'' He replies.
I can't seem to stop the tears from falling, even though I know that he's alive, I have to see him. I want to see him. I need to see him. For some reason, he feels close that I can
