—Melissa—
The oak tree looked beautiful in the night as the fireflies are bringing it to life so the other tree would feel love. He kept staying alive for the other one to live. The alive tree is like Drago and the other one is me.
"Sometimes, I think that I'll be the dead tree. Still living a life, but dead inside." Drago said. "I don't want to live without you, Lisa."
It felt like my heart was leaping. It felt like my body was even leaping.
"Where do you want to go?"
"Uhm, I don't know." I tucked my hands into the pocket of his cardigan and pouted at him.
"Alright," He opened his cardigan and wrapped me up in it with his hug. "I'll bring you to our special place."
"Our special place?" I was puzzled. Is there such a thing?
"Yes, it's the place where we met. It was night too."
"Don't zoom in and out," I told him. "It'll make me very dizzy."
