"I'll give you diamonds rings, All my love and even the fucking moon but one thing I can't give you is patience"-Berlin
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My romance isn't what I wished upon stars for when I was younger. I loved what I had, but I wanted more. I had a let's say intense job, a handsome man who was faithful and sweet and I was doing all right. So why couldn't I be satisfied with what I had? What stopped me?
Was I just selfish? Did my ways of always craving more poison my love life? What apple did I bite into to secure such a fate?
I didn't live the Disney story I wanted. And I'm bitter about it. This isn't the Disney novel mothers can read to their kids. I'm not the princess little kids can admire because they'd have to wear Dali masks and red jumpsuits, not ball gowns and tiaras.
I wanted someone to look up to me, to admire me, and I know it is ludicrous but I realised to just be happy with what I had.
And he made me happy. The way he smiled, the way he sipped wine, the way he secretly bit his lips in class to get my attention.
And then I realised I was in love.
With you.
"Berlin, I don't know where fate will take us, And I don't know if I'm going to be able to see sunlight again, but whatever happens, I promise to love you to the very end. I promise to give you a romance that is a tale as old as time"
"Any logical woman would refuse to marry you, no matter how charming or sexy you were because you're... dying. They wouldn't be able to handle the heartbreak, but I'm going to look back on us and be happy, that we lived free, so yes Berlin I will marry you" I beamed pressing my lips passionately against his.
He pulled me in closer so I could feel the heat of his breath against my forehead. "You prepared a whole speech in your little head" he smirked.
"Because I'm just not as articulate as you and I wanted it to be special"
"Well why don't I teach you, I waited for too long for that final kiss"
"One day I need to teach you how to be patient"
"I'll give you diamonds rings, All my love and even the fucking moon but one thing I can't give you is patience" he chuckled.
He cradled me in his arms, as I sat atop the desk stroking his hair. "God had favourites"
"Well, then you are his fucking masterpiece" he grinned pinching my cheeks.
"Your so adorable, with that goofy smile and big, blue eyes, I could stare at them for an entire lifetime and wouldn't get bored"
"Truly?"
"Unquestionably, How did I never meet you earlier, we could have had so much time together?" he said dejectedly.