The following day, I wore a light grey hoodie, and some black skinny jeans. No one owned or had possession of my cabin, since I graduated I just lived there. Alone.

"Baby, stop!"

The familiar voice squeals, I gaze at her from the same spot as I had yesterday. Her boyfriend, smothering her face in icing, as she licks off the rest on her fingers. She looked very attractive, I must say, her black leggings complimented her ass. She kisses him on the lips, my heart churns for no specific reason. That should be me.

She straddles him, kissing his neck, I look away. I can't watch this. By the time I looked back, they were gone, I sigh. I was really hoping she'd be alone, I wanted to get to know her. Talk to her.

But let's be real, a girl like that, with a guy like me? Or let alone talking to me? Disastrous. I walk back to my cabin, kicking a few rocks to the side, I look down to the ground. A red rose blossoming, I take it, admiring the color and shape.

A sudden idea pops into my head.

"I'm not tryna' start a fire,"

I look up at the clear skies, thin, wispy clouds overlapped.

"With this flame."

My voice echoes throughout the woods.

"But I'm worried.. that your heart may feel the same."

I think of the beat, banging my head slowly.

"And I have to be honest with you baby,"

Looking down at the rose in my hand, I see Eve flash through my eyes.

"Tell me if I'm wrong, and this is crazy,"

A cold breeze flies past me.

"But I got you this rose, and I need to know.."

I stop walking.

"Will you let it die or let it grow."

I missed Eve, I wanted to talk to her, get to know her. But I was some crazy teenager living out in the woods, and probably one that's trying to hook up with someone way out of their league. She was beyond beautiful, there's just something sad about her. Deep down I know she has pain, the way she looks away for a few brief seconds. Sadness replacing her joy. It made me want to comfort her, be there for her.

Gently, I place the rose on my desk. Throwing off my shirt and jacket, while taking my jeans off. I throw on a pair of old basketball shorts and start doing my daily routine of push ups.

"19, 20."

I jump up quickly, and grabbing my pull up bar, I raise my head above it.

"9-10."

I drop, my breathing irregular, I drink some water from my water bottle. My cheeks becoming fatter, I drank water in a different way than most people. It was kinda weird, but it was just the way I drank it. The beads of sweat on my body make me feel sticky, I strip off my clothes. Getting into my shower, I wash off the dirt from today.

"Tell me if I'm wrong, and this is crazy."

I sing out, remembering the verses.

"But I got you this rose, and I need to know,"

I wash off the leftover shampoo on my head.

"Will you let it die or let it grow."

Finishing up, I grab my towel, and dry off. I stare out my cabins window, the sun settling down. From a far, I see Eve walking down my path, my eyes widen. Quickly, I close my curtains, locking my doors. After covering my cabin, I peek behind my curtain, seeing that she's sitting down on my bench.

I open my window slightly to hear what she's saying. Her back faced me.

"Why are you like this?"

She whispers.

"Why are you such a monster? A fuck up?"

She screams out, she throws her bag to the side of my bench.

"You don't deserve his love, you don't deserve anything."

She mutters, she begins softly crying. Her long hair covering the sides of her face, please don't cry. I struggle to not leave my cabin and comfort her. You aren't any of those labels, Eve. The beautiful, but broken girl, outside my window.

"Why can't you be the girl he wants? Why can't you be the daughter your family wants?"

She brought herself down, telling herself these lies, I would never make her say those things again. I wouldn't let her. She didn't deserve this self torture. My eyes become glossy watching her break apart in front of me, I place my hand against my window.

"Forget it."

She grabs her bag, standing up, I back away from my curtain. She starts walking away, her feet dragging, and her sobbing fading away. As did she.

Eve was broken.