24 Roses (Forever And Always)

24 roses.
24 days of devotion.
24 chances to make her mine.

I've loved Anahi Pratt since the day she moved in next door.
>She was all knobby knees and braces-the greenest eyes I've ever seen-changing both our fates with one simple glance.

But I was quiet. Careful. Did the only thing I could...

I became her friend.

Years passed, but those feelings never changed. Instead, they grew-turning into something all-consuming. And while I stayed on the sidelines, she never looked at me as something more.

Not as a man who worships her.
>Then everything changed.

A crash. A hospital room.
>That was the moment I understood the truth:

Tomorrow is a lie we tell ourselves.

She's always been mine, and I'm done waiting.