I wouldn’t deny that I never did
anything when he begins to walk out of the story, I thought that an ending
would be a relief for us that you could move on to find someone who is more
clear on her heart. On most nights, these guilt would haunt me for withdrawing
from the story without a closure. More than a year later, I still dream of it often. I still dream of his face and wake up
with tears feeling my heart sink deeper into my chest.
Last night, I received a text
message from him asking me if I would married him next year. I flip through the message wondering if it was a wrong
text. My heart sink deeper telling myself that I have no right to be part of
the story anymore, convincing myself that we have our own goal. I will be okay
again, and it was just a dream.