"…Hey..Look, Look at that.." he smiled, pointing up at the sky, slowly turning his head to you smiling softly.

"Did you see that?..it was a shooting star..you know..once we get across this border..we could really explore the outer world..and ya know..go to America.." he said softly, he always brought this up, leaving Mexcio with you, and having a little family..

But you guys were only sixteen, so maybe it wouldn’t happen..or maybe it would.

He moved a strand of hair out your face, smiling softly as he hummed a bit, looking up at the moon.

His heart beating the same race as yours, he really did love you.. his calloused hands with yours, as you two lied on the soft—wet grass.

The moon shining on you two, the humped back toad croaking and the birds tweeting, his eyes slightly closing a small smile coming upon his face.