Tuesday, June 17, 2014

"A love story?" -- #7

He looked into my eyes and I could tell he was about to say something serious to me. Nigel got down on one knee and held my hand firmly but gently. The man I had been dating for six months was about to say four words every girl waits their whole life to hear. The four words that sound like a harmony to the ears and give you that warm unexplainable feeling inside. In a split second I started to imagine a diamond ring; wedding bells; the perfect dress; a honeymoon in Spain and all these images made me feel blissful and excited.
“Will you marry me?” he said. The four words that were supposed to sound like a melody to my ears sounded like a cacophonous chorus. The four words that sounded almost meaningless to me brought me back to reality and put me in another trance and I started to imagine getting married; getting a job; getting a mortgage; having babies; paying bills; being stressed; having meaningless fights. I looked deep into his brown innocent eyes and I knew the answer to his question but I could not say it. Tears started to flow down my cheeks as I dreaded to say the one word that would change everything.
I looked into her eyes and knew she was the one. I got down on one knee to ask the girl I loved to spend the rest of my life with me. I was very nervous and scared and was hoping to hear the one word every man wants to hear. I took a deep breath and mumbled the words “Will you marry me?” As soon as I said the said the words I felt weird and uneasy. I stared at her waiting impatiently for an answer. Her cheeks turned crimson red and tears started cascading down her face. A part of me was hoping she would say “No”. I suddenly realised that the woman standing in front of me was not meant to be my wife.
Sadness and depression immediately took over my soul. My heart sank when I saw her crying and I knew they were not tears of joy.
“No” they said to each other simultaneously. Nigel got up and hugged Mary. He held her in his arms like it was the last time. They smiled at each other and walked away from each other.

#7

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