55| perfect flower

Oliver Castillo

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I sat on a sofa that was set across the bed where Liana was sleeping. Her body spread perfectly in a comfortable position. Little snores left her slightly open mouth, I would watch her all day, and I would listen to her snores like a love song playing repeatedly in the stereo.

Among the few things I achieved in my life, having her was the only thing that I was proud of. Liana Moore, I could not even tell how I felt inside, it overwhelmed me to know she was the perfect flower that bloomed before my eyes.

My perfect flower.

I vowed to bring a smile to her, to erase every pain I ever caused and anyone in her life ever induced her. To make her forget the gloomy days she ever experienced, to love her with everything inside me.

I had no damn clue how I was to love her in ways she would feel every damn minute, but I was ready to offer what I could, all that I could.

Birds had started twittering outside. I had been seated for over thirty minutes, I wanted to watch her,