Jim Morrison #2

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Break On Through

Arizona,America,1967

I opened the window,hearing knocking. I knew it was Jim,it was our routine. He got in,closing it behind him. "My darling,i'm sorry I was later than usual,I got caught up with the guys." Jim sighed. "It's alright Jim, what do you have to ask me?" He called me earlier,telling me when practice was over he had something to ask me about. He pulled out a small red velvet box,"Kayla,will you marry me?" I felt tears welling in my eyes,"Yes Jim! Yes I will!" He slipped the small ring on my finger,and I smiled at it. "I love you." "I love you too Jim." I smiled,kissing his cheek. We went to bed,and we were both too happy to sleep. "Kayla..." "Yes?" "What do you think our lives will be like when we're married?" "We'll have a house,the doors will the biggest band in the world,and we'll be happy. Very happy." "You really think so?" "I know we will." After that,we both fell asleep,content with what the future may hold. If only,I had seen what lie ahead,I would have declined his proposal.

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