She Said Yes
I looked at her… stared for 2 full minutes.
It has been long since I noticed that mole right under the corner of her right eye. It looked perfect; like right where it belongs.
She looked perfect… with little flaws — but perfect.
After so long, I was in awe of that beauty that remained with me all along… in my good and bad days; in my light and darkness; in my giggles and misery.
I stared. She stared back.
I smiled. So did she.
The ticking of the clock behind was the only thing audible. Those ticking seconds matched our slowed heartbeat.
The occasion was big. I was about to do something big. Something life-changing perhaps. Yet, the heartbeat remained at ease. No pacing. Not anxious. Not like only 37 days back when I received his final text.
I gathered up the energy. I gulped. My lips pursed to say something that I wasn’t exactly sure of what.
She prepared for what was to come next.
The red eyes were turning white again.
The tears were still there. But they were glistening with the sense of freedom. Rage left.
“I know I have ignored you for so long…
I prioritized you so less…
I shouldn’t have… I should never have let that happen.
How could I?!!!
He’s gone. Like I knew he would.
You’re still here. Like I knew you would…
I am sorry…
I know it’s a long battle ahead…
And it’s not going to be easy.
But I promise I am never leaving you again.”
The deafening silence with the ticking clock in the background returned.
Tears rolled down my cheeks. Hers too.
Heartbeat still slow and at ease.
Cozied in my backrest chair, I stared blankly at the floor.
“I love you… And I am going to take care of you.”
I finally said.
Smile took over… A smile that has finally made peace with the anguish and pain; anguish and pain that lingered without permission for so long… A triumphant smile that knew everything was about to change.
I picked up the phone. She did too.
“I am sorry, we’re done,” I read the text for the millionth time. Only this time with more affirmative emotion of making sure that we’re truly done.
The heart paced a bit now. It knew what I was going to do.
Seconds later, the message was deleted.
And every other text from him, his images, our images, our notes — everything deleted now. Gone.
I finally felt a sense of relief.
I looked in front, she was staring back.
Yes, she was relieved. She had tears but she was smiling. She was ready to move on now. She was ready to not let anyone else become a priority but self.
She looked pretty.
She looked self-sufficient.
She looked like that same girl who once had big goals and aspirations.
“I love you… And I am going to take care of you from now,” I repeated again.
For some reason, my reflection now grew more vivid, clearer, and redefined. “I am going to prioritize your happiness above everything else,” I said yet again. The reflection in the mirror got brighter.
After months now, she was indeed free and ready to fly with the same innocence… I was free and ready to fly with the same innocence.