martes, 8 de junio de 2010

19 days. That was how long it took him to know she was the one. Nineteen days.

He asked her to marry him.

I’d love to –she said

He promised her a ring. It was settled.

For reasons none of them understood nor believed, they grew apart. They kept dancing through in different directions.

He gave her a key. A key to a lock with a ring on it, locked to the city’s fountain.

-Our love is forever locked, and you have the only key. WHEN you decide to wear that ring, and I know you will, let me know.

He walked away.

He found her ten years later wearing another man's promise, and the key around her neck...

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