SILLY LOVE
Flash fiction
I didn’t eat chocolate
and as much as I liked flowers, some of them made me sneeze.
So you would do other
things like love letters on recycled paper. Tiny hearts that were smudgy filled
the tops of your letters.
And always sign in print.
LOL.
It was quirkiness that
had caught my eye to begin with. The way you wore two different colored socks
that always showed on pant legs that were a smidge too short.
You said it showed off
your legs. I laughed as you had these long broom stick knobby knees. I thought
they were cute.
When Valentines was
coming up and all the candy hearts and chocolates were displayed, you decided
once again to come up with something that was not commercial but uniquely you.
Another thing I liked
about you.
Out in the back yard, you
said you had a surprise.
I had to close my eyes
and you led me out to the back yard where there was an old table under an old
tree.
It was one of favorite hangout
places.
When I opened my eyes, I
couldn’t believe it.
Hanging on the old tree
were an assortment of handmade hearts. You stood proud and I knew you made each
one.
I had the biggest smile
on my face so I knew you knew I liked what I saw.
But what I didn’t know
was one of the hearts had a note tucked in behind it.
I had to find it.
It was the third heart
where I found it.
It was the usual recycled
paper but this time only two smudgy hearts on top. I raised an eyebrow at him.
Something was up.
The words told me I was
special and that maybe it was time for something a little more.
At the bottom wrapped up
in tissue was a little gift.
I opened it and inside
was a ring.
You took the ring and
held it front of me. “Marry me?”
I smiled and said yes.
We danced under the
hearts as they gently swayed and clanked.
TIP JAR:
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