I stared down at a little pink flower growing on the moist ground.
“Then tell me who you are. Come on, u owe me that much!” I spoke softly. I felt a spark go up my spine.
“I owe you nothing,” He replied sharply. I looked up at his lavender eyes. He looked away.
“I’m sorry, it’s just that. . .I can’t” He whipered. I took an unsteady step forward.”Why are you here?” He asked.
“I came back to. . .see you.” I murmered. He brought his hands to his forhead and sighed.
“I should have never aproached you,”
I felt a lump in my throat.
“Why? You. . .you made me smile.” I exclamed, keeping my gaze on his. He took a deep breath.
“You should go,”
“Why?”
“Cause I said so!” He snapped. I narrowed my eyes.
“Just please leave,” He spoke. I looked down.
“When will I see you again?”
“I don’t know”
“Please, I need to know”
“If you truly want to see me again, you will” He murmered. I nodded and turned away. I felt a droplet of rain as I raced home. I couldn’t help wondering y I really wanted to see him again.