all along…
He chatted about his day. I listened enthusiastically to everything he was saying. He held my hand and I clasped it back..tightly. He invited me to dinner and I automatically answered ok ‘cause it’s what you usually answer when your boyfriend invites you to dinner. We talked about anything and decided afterwards to have a joy ride and he suggested that we go to a place overlooking the city and I simply nodded. We drove and talked and laughed. While on traffic he held my hand instead of the hand break. And it felt good as usual. I wiped his back while he was driving knowing he normally sweat despite the car’s air-condition system. We reached the part where we can see the city and decided to park the car. We pointed on buildings..tried to name each building actually. We argued on which house is prettier and shared ideas on what to do if the house was ours. Eventually he pulled me closer, making me sit between his bent legs and wrapped his arms around me then kissed the lower part of my right ear and softly whispered ‘I love you’. I smiled and I knew he felt it with his lips still on my cheek. He did not wait for an answer; rather he hugged me tighter… passionately squeezing me. He then held my left hand and fixed his gaze on my ring finger. My hear beat went wild, my emotion unexplainable. He took something out of his pocket and held it steadily in front of my eyes before he reluctantly opened it. My eyes were already full of tears at the brink of falling. His eyes too were misty. His expression full of fear ironically covered with hope. He slid the ring which perfectly fitted my trembling ring finger. And the tears uncontrollably fell. I was not able to look at him so he gently held my face inches away from his. A single tear fell from his eye as he unwaveringly said “Will you marry me?” I knew he already knew the answer which makes it more difficult for me to speak. His eyes were full of hope yet I felt that he has already surrendered. With that moment of silence he knew what I would have wanted to say but couldn’t. If only I can see him as he is and not long for the guy whom my heart has been seeing in him…. all along.
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