Short Story: Mr and Mrs “Married Three Years”


I looked at the man who had pledged his life to my own, and I simultaneously realised and decided and remembered that I was sincerely going to give this everything that I had.
“Honey, wait.”, I said. He turned to me with a look of such eager optimism, that my heart almost broke with longing for him, and for what we had had.
I jumped up, out of bed, and ran to where he stood.
“Honey, I’m sorry, I love you so much too. I am so sorry that I acted like such an idiot last night. I said so many stupid things. Will you please forgive me?” I looked up into his face where a tentative smile was slowly spreading, and I could not help smiling back into his eyes. Even before I could ask him “Will you please hug me?” he was spontaneously drawing me into his arms. I continued, sensing that he felt, rather than heard my words. “You are without any doubt the most incredible thing that has ever happened to me – after Jesus.” I felt the tears roll down my face as I continued speaking into his shoulder as he gently held me close to him. “I am so ashamed about saying all those silly things.” I lifted my head up as I wanted to make sure that he heard my next words. “I want to live the rest of my life to serve you.” This felt so sweetly awkward that I quickly added “Within reason.” At this we both laughed. “I don’t want to let the sweetness between us die. I want to preserve the magic, and the wonder, and the mystery. I want to spend the rest of my life in your arms. I am going to give this my absolute everything, today and every day. Oh, hug me baby!” By this point we were gently nuzzling one another and then the caressing action moved from our noses to a hungrier part of our faces.

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