confessions full of jack 23I am getting married...confessions full of jack 23 by yesilm
A strange arrangement of words, don't you think? My tongue thinks so.
I wanted to postpone/avoid the proposal for a little while longer. I was worried I wouldn't know how to respond. I was afraid a refusal might damage us beyond repair. I wanted to wait, I wanted to be sure. Not of him, no, he has been very clear that he wants me for an eternity and more, he has been very clear that he couldn't possibly get enough of me in one life time. I needed to be sure of myself, I needed to be sure life isn't something I merely tolerate, I wanted to be sure the idea of a long life is not something that I abhor, before getting someone else entangled in my personal wait for the end.
He asked me the question in that silent excited way of his. Right before sleep he put a ring on my finger under the covers and spoke with wide blue eyes. I said yes; matter of factly, simply, as if saying yes to a cup of coffee. There wasn't a no near by. There wasn't a single doubt. No doubt I w