I was at her home. Friends were playing Sing the Lyrics. We were both 16. I wrote on a piece of paper, “Can I kiss you?” Jessica nodded yes.
We left to our hangout spot in the poppy field. the sun was setting as I kissed her for the first time and saw the fireworks with fragrance of poppy blooms. I never saw Jessica again as we went to different colleges, but the flame kept on burning in my heart.
Last year during a job interview, I saw her again. We got jobs and decided to live together. Fireworks continue!
