Fuck, her beautiful green ombrè and a slight shade of blue eyes. They always affected me. "I really don't want to lose you" she started. She reached to grab my hand that was free into hers while my other still had the cigar. Surprisingly fitting perfectly into each others. "I love being around you, you make me actually the happiest girl in the world. Please stop putting yourself through this. I-i..." she stared off somewhere else. Breaking our contact. Did she mean every word she said?