I paused,
at a loss for words
when you came sprinting
towards me with a bouquet
in hand, apprehensive, and,
got down on your knees, and,
proposed me, like I have
always envisioned you
proposing me in my fantasy.
I couldn't convene words
to enunciate how I felt when
you winked at me and
asked, "Will she like it this way?"
I was numb.
Do you hear? I was numb.
Still I managed to fake a smile.
And when you turned
to scoot off, a tiny drop of rain,
abruptly, flooded my eyes.
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