Into Her Tears
5 roses in her hand.
5 roses that cannot stand.
1 rose falls into her tears
The single rose, cowering from her fears.
I thought today was the day I should tell Syd about my fate. She had a right to know. We had spent another entire day together. And I was once again happy. So I knew I needed to tell her. You may think she is too young, but she is unbelievably mature for her age. Sometimes she's more mature than me. But she is still a kid, so I kind of sugar-coated it.
I brought her into my room and sat her down on the bed. I then stood and grabbed one rose. I brought it over and placed it in her hand. Her eyes fluttered closed as she brought it to her nose and smelled it. When she finished she held the rose to her chest and looked up to me with a quizzical expression. I mentally ran over my story again, as I had countless times today. I finally started to explain.
Throughout the story she was dead silent. I told her that in a few days I'm leaving. And that I won't be coming back. She had tears streaming down her face and looked up at me with apologetic eyes, which for once, I was okay with. She held out the rose to me. It was soaked with tears. I took it with my red nails that she had wanted to paint and I had let her. I just now noticed that they matched the roses. I took one last look at the rose. I then cupped my hands and held it out to her, telling her that it was now her rose to remember me by. She took it and smiled through her tears, which were still raining down on the rose.