Morning and Rose


Have you ever seen how the flowers blossom in the morning? A rose, maybe?


I thought that it was an usual morning, nothing special, very common; wake up, take a bath, never breakfast, and get upset with all the mess tasks. But, that day was quite different.

I woke up at 6 o’clock, opened the window, and looked at the sky, gave a little smile for the sun shine. I dressed with a silky white one, let my hair fell down, a little bit cold. The air smell like a rose.

I went downstairs and found you were sitting on the couch. You and your black jeans jacket, a cigarette, looked at me when I suprisingly realized that it was truly you.
You smiled at me and said,”I’m sorry, I just found the door was unlock.”

“What do you want?”
“I just want to see you.”
“I have to do my job this morning.”
“I know, is it very impossible for you to give your-only 5 minutes?”
“Tell me rapidly.”
“I just..  I told you that I just want to see you.”
“Are you nuts?!”
“No. I just found the door was unlock.”
“Please, what do you want for me?”
“Have you ever seen how the flowers blossom in the morning? A rose?”
“I am too busy to take care of it. Can you please make it short?”
“I just want you to know that the door was unlock..”
“…”

I felt my tears made their own lines, I could not breath, I could not handle my self to be calm. But, he was silent and stayed look at the tragic girl was suffering for herself. I knew that it is a poor reason for only saying about the door. Did you miss me?

“I never make the door locked,Alfonso.”
And the tears became a sea.

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