Remembering the good times and the bad
So much has
Happened and
Maybe I’m moving too fast
All I know is I…
Love you. And want to
Live with you
Only you
Will you be my wife?
“Oh shit.” She’s crying, tears flowing down her pretty face, mascara streaking her cheeks with black. “My makeup’s ruined, damn it.”
I laugh. I can’t help it. “Did you like it?”
“I love it.” She bursts into full-on tears now and I pull her into my arms, hold her close. “I love you,” she whispers against my neck.
“We’re going to make this happen, Fable. You and me.” I kiss her forehead. “Together.”
“Together,” she agrees.
Forever.