I do

Do you remember what you asked me last year, exactly today?

We were on the top of the hill, overseeing the lights from cityscape. It was near midnight and the wind was blowing ruthlessly. 

Today is a clear day, the sky is brightly blue. The smell of hyacinths, your favorite, is thick in the air.

Do you remember what you asked me last year, exactly today?

You were drunk so I just laughed at your question airily. Without any further thoughts.

I never thought this day will ever come. I mean, I know this will happen eventually, but not in the near future. Not now.


Do you remember what you asked me last year, exactly today?

I laughed because I never thought it was a real question. I thought you were just too drunk.

Oh there you go. Your face is radiant, smiling serenely. The sun shines warmly from behind the pillar, just near where you stand.

Do you remember what you asked me last year, exactly today?

You were, no, are my best friend. You will always be my best friend. 

Maybe I have taken you for granted. You are always there. No matter when, where, or why, you are always there for me.

Maybe I never know what I have. Or how much you mean to me.

I never even try to talk to you about that night. Not even once.

Now I see you, standing by that shiny pillar while she is walking, no, gliding towards you.

She has always been the pretty one in group, where I am just the dorkish, over-achieving one.

She is smiling at me, at our group who sit in the same row. There is a bouquet with lots of hyacinths in her hand, like a bunch of purple and blue brushes falling from her clasp.

Do you remember what you asked me last year, exactly today?

What if I was being honest?

What if I did answer?

What if I said....


She smiles as the minister ask her the question, right before she answers.

"I do."