Written by Jacob Ibrag
Her eyes dilated as her mind went numb.
No, this wasn’t a dream. Yes, he did just ask you
that one question. He’s on one knee, vulnerable in front
of everyone to see. She saw this coming from the moment he
escorted her to the restaurant. Everything perfect and obviously
rational. It’s not though, isn’t it? None of this is rational. At this
very second, she realized something that was so foreign all these
years. Laughter was shared as well as tears from the highest highs
to the painful lows. It wasn’t enough, and it never would be if
she said those three consuming letters. He wasn’t it. Not for her
at least. This was suppose to just be a one month fling, not a
lifelong journey. Love was supposed to be the final frontier.
Then why the gaping hole in her bleeding torn heart?
That look in his puppy dog eyes ripped her apart.
Her heart pumped ‘No’ throughout her veins.
Yet it missed her lips and just like that,
she whispered ‘Yes’.


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