Never worn
The music kept playing.
We were standing at the center of a hall.
The walls were covered with white curtains, draped gracefully.
Everything was bright and lovely.
In that moment, all I could think of was: “I am happy”.
Here, with you, smiling from ear to ear, without any care in the world.
The time that we had been waiting for has finally arrived.
Two enchantedly become one.
Music ends and the silence rings.
Ring.
Ring.
I pick up my phone.
Daydream over.
“We need to talk. Don’t worry it’s not about anything bad”.
My heart slowly sank.
Daydream over.
About the Creator
Maz
Mazenne Jane here. Navigating life through Spiritual compasses and rose-coloured lenses. Spare some time and read through my stories. I hope they bring comfort and good spirit to your day.
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