Ezra let out a small chuckle and forced his eyes up. He reached his hand towards her face and forced her to look at him. He leaned in toward her and kissed her softly on the lips. His hand gently cupped her chin tilting it up towards him. Her lips were soft compared his, chapped to the core. He pulled away and let his hand drop to her lap while he regained his composure.

"You know Romeo and Juliet only takes place in the span of a week. They loved with a love brighter than the stars and in the span of 6 days because of their love many people died, and their families suffered," he mentioned as he turned himself so he his body was now facing her, "They were young and their families despised each other, the way people of your religion do mine and vice versa. People tried to keep them apart and lives were lost, but they still loved one another. I guess we're one step in that direction. I don't think you'll ever love me, Marta, but if I get to love you before I die then my life wouldn't be wasted."

His voice was relaxed and he spoke slowly like he was trying to figure his own thoughts out before speaking them to her. With the way things were going in Germany he didn't expect to live long. He gave himself a couple more years before he either took his own life or someone took it or him, but he wasn't going to stop living just because he'd already decided that he would die. He would experience everything at once so when the time came he could know he lived it fully.

Marta was naive enough to keep herself in his path, and after the events of today he could see himself falling in love with her the way his parents eventually learned to, but it would be different than their love. This was one he would want, but could never have. She was probably already set to marry some rich guy related her fathers closest friend. Everything was about image for the rich and to have a daughter stray from their path would never happen. So he would love her from afar. He would steal a kiss if she gave him permission and he would hold her hand when they were in private. He would keep her close to him when she was around and he would know what it meant to love someone that you could never have. He would understand Romeo better.

He smiled at her taking in everything he could so in case she never returned he could have her in his mind. If there was ever a rainy day all he would need to do is close his eyes and she would appear like a ghost in the night. It was the only thing he had to hold onto, but he wouldn't say any of that. He would keep it to himself until his dying breath.