ANGEL ROSE
It's another regular Friday night and I having home cooked enchiladas. My grandmother was married to a Spanish man after my grandfather died and she'd teach me how to make every Spanish dish he taught her whenever I'd visit her house. I must say I really enjoy being in my own space. Yeah I moved into my apartment today, finally. Though it feels a bit too quiet I'm loving every second of it. The only thing I do not like is the fact that now I have too much time on my hands to spend thinking about a certain green eyed man.
I can't stop staring at the rose I planted, the same rose Frankie himself gave me over a week ago. Honestly I don't know why I didn't let it wither and throw it away like every flower I've been given by a guy including my ex. The funny part is I'm not even wit
