• At Least You Tried
    His flaming-red mahogany hair was tousled is a way that it seemed styled that way. But it came naturally, and so did his cerulean eyes. His skin, a pale snow white and his features so beautiful it seemed unreal.
    He was wearing a navy blue button down, crisp and new. He wore dress pants, his midnight black suspenders hanging down his hip. His tuxedo jacket was loose, and his tie hanged low. He looked gorgeous it was beyond words. His eyes were closed, his long dark lashes causing a shadow and he seemed at peace while he breathed in slowly. I stroke his sleeping face and thought; I’d have to be in love with Dominic.
    I wrapped my arm around my knees and felt a breeze. Of course I would. I was wearing dark stockings, with a long gray sweater, long sleeves to my knuckles, high collar that surpasses my chin by half an inch, and simply style with tight band on my calf. I bit my lip, and my auburn red hair shook down my shoulders. I rested my chin on my knees and let out a sigh.
    If only I could do this when he knows it, rather than coming when he’s asleep. I missed the days when we were young and happy.
    (Flashback)
    I smiled childishly and held out a singly white daisy. Dominic was sitting at the foot of the slide and walked up with a smile. He pulled something from his pocket and held out a white tulip.
    The flower of eternal passion.
    I took it and gave him the daisy in return. He looked at in then blinked. I hugged him, my small arms around him as I giggled into his shoulder.
    “Mommy said I could go to your house,”
    “Okay” he said simply before pulling my wrist as we go up the slide. I looked down, the slide seemed big to me. Worried, I looked over at Dominic who smiles gently. I nodded and bit my lip before carefully sitting down then pushing myself down the slide. I screamed when I fell to the ground, the sand felt badly against my leg. Dominic came quickly to my side and touched my face.
    “It’s okay, just a scratch,” he said as he watched my mother run towards us. I gave her my huge violet puppy eyes that had a tear.
    “It’s going to be okay, honey. Just a little scratch.” She promised. She smiled at me. Instead of her hugging me, I felt Dominic’s arm around me, whispering.
    “At least you tried this time.”
    (End of Flashback)
    I looked up at the huge clear balcony doors. The moon was shining brilliantly. I flickered my eyes back at Dominic and hoped he still knew I loved him, that I was sorry. That I had tried to get him back. Quietly, I put one foot on the floor behind me, then the other. I gently pressed my fingers again the red velvet bench, then stood up tall.
    “I love you, always remember that,” I whisper, and then slipped out of his room.
    “Please feel the same.”