When I saw you, I knew it had to be you,
My island had travelled so close to the shores.
My cheek laid to rest in his palms
Eyes piercing straight to my soul he said:
I like you, like very much
I am not asking that you like me back
I know you are a mess
But allow me hold your hand.
Was he serious?
Did he know how much I hurt?
Did he see the brokenness?
Suppose I asked you to be my wife
Better still, please marry me
My heart paused.
My stomach empty and shivering
On one knee he asked
Should I say yes, no?
He is my friend
I like him too
But won’t he break me?
Yes, I said.
I am going to love you hard
Fasten your seatbelt
It’s going to be a fast but safe.
So, see I am a mess
I am broken,
I will be headache many days…
Ssh…he said. I am ready for you.
Hid in every heart, is an answered prayer
You are mine. My prayer and my poison.