i had a few weeks off, which was important to me, i wanted a break from football, and most importantly i want more time with you.

we decided mutually that we wanted to go on a small vacation, just for a week and a half, alone, together, and so here we were, in a part of mexico that you were familiar with, and that was very private, us two on a boat we rented, floating on a paddle board tied to the boat, a couple miles off the shore, the sun wasnt too bright, it was cloudy and the sun was setting

something was off, you were off, you werent being distant, that wasnt the word, you just seemed a little in your head, and i tried my best to cheer you up, but it didnt work today “its quite peaceful here, i like it” i say quietly and i hum as i lean back on my hands on the board, your sat directly in front of me, facing me as we straddle the board. the beginning of the sunset made you look like an angel, a sad, very pretty angel