he was slowly starting,
to fall for her,
and he wasn't afraid,
he was oddly calmer.
they would text and text,
each day,
then one day, he called,
he had something to say.
"I know we barely see each other,
and only text one another,
but I really like you,
so it'd be an honour,
if you let me take you out,
on a date,
I really hope,
I'm not someone you hate.
if you deny,
that's ok,
we could get coffee,
another day."
again, she was shocked,
surprisingly happy,
she thought his way of asking,
was kind of sappy,
she accepted his offer,
for a lovely date,
when she went to bed, she thought:
"Is this my new fate?"
YOU ARE READING
three days
Short Storywhen you only have three more days to live. . . TW!! mentions of potentially triggering subjects are in this book. read at your own risk. this is something i wrote a year ago and really wanted to share :)
