Of all the colours
-3rd POV
It was the crack of dawn when two lives fitted their last puzzle piece to complete their picture perfect.
The sky was clear and painted in purple. The gentle breeze of the wind was just the perfect brushing against ones’ bare skin. Pretty peaked mountains and dark green trees envelopes the setting, with quite bird chirp in the distance.
A handsome man dressed in a simple white shirt and black jeans, standing on the far end of a bridge staring at the beautiful scenery that bestowed in front of him, couldn’t help but feel totally calm and at once zeal.
Soft footsteps of a beautiful woman walk down towards the man. She wore a simple peach coloured sleeveless dress, one that ended its length midway along her calves. The small curls of her hair bounce with each step she took and with every passing seconds her heart race wildly.
“Did you wait for long?” she asks as she nears him.
He turns at the first sound of her voice and a smile peals across his lips.
“For you I’ll wait an eternity.” He replies making her laugh and eyes him in pretend dislikes but the lovely blush that colours her cheeks told him that she loves it.
“You’re so cheesy when you want to be.”
“You say cheesy; I say spontaneously romantic.”
“Same difference, teerak.”
He moves behind her and twirls her around so that her back is facing the steel rail and his arms on either sides of her on the rail. Eyes levelled.
“We’ve known each other for almost 8 years and been together for 6 beautiful ones. We started as co-workers to being friends, then each other’s best friend and to me it was only illogically logical that you became my everything.” He started, gently using just bits of his knuckles to caress the smoothness of her cheek.
“I can’t promise you everything but I can promise you that I will do my absolute best to give you the world. We’re going to have disagreements, big and small, fights over things that we won’t even remember the next day but I can’t imagine going through all the ups and downs that this world has to offer, other than with you.” A pregnant pause was necessary for the both of them before continuation.
“Forever may not be long enough but it’s a start, one that I’m can’t wait for it to begin. Would you give me the incredible honour of being your husband…” he gets onto one knee and pulls out a small black valet box from his jean pocket.
“Urassaya Sperbund, will you marry me?” his brown eyes stared into her teary ones.
The girl at hand was stunned at the rush of emotion that overwhelmed her. This is the dream guy of millions of girls but fortunately he’s a real guy only for her. She remembers the mean boy who got gum stuck in her hair but also the cute boy who acted like a lost cat in-order to earn her forgiveness. The first time she saw him smile, his handsome smile, directing towards her and it was so sudden that her heart skipped a beat or two. In the spur of that moment her mind was filled with nothing but him and his smile. She then remembers sometime after they’ve been together and he took her to a luxurious restaurant and on the rooftop with the stars twinkling down upon them he whispered in her ear “I’d screamed to the world that ‘I love you’, but I don’t want to hurt your hearing”, it was so simple but it was everything she wanted and more. They’ve fought, they’ve gotten jealous and overly possessive of one another, but they always found a way back into each other’s embrace, simply because for it made sense, it works. Their relationship is imperfectly perfect and she loves it. She loves him.
“Yes…” her voice was just above a whisper but she was flooded with tears of joy that she is only just barely keeping at bay.
A single tear cascade down her beautifully flushed face.
“Of course, I’d marry you! A billion times yes!” her voice had gotten stronger and louder which each word and so did her tears. She beamed brightly through her happy tears and looks into his unshed ones.
He smiles, a smile that he reserved as ‘her smile’ and will always be hers alone.
“you said yes” he stuttered as if he couldn’t believe his luck.
“yes…you said yes…” this time he whispers.
Getting up from his kneeled position he stands to his full height and carefully slip the diamond ring onto her ring finger of her right hand before wrapping his strong arms around the slim of her waist, pulling them impeccably close that they could blend into one another. His forehead resting against hers. Her hands, one grasping around the back of his neck and the other at the back of his head where her fingers intertwine with his hair.
“I love you.” The words were uttered with the kind of love that had no ends and no beginnings.
“Ditto.”
They both wore the biggest grin across their face before their lips met one another.
The sun rises between the mountains.
Indigo, violet, peach, one getting brighter than the other.
The diamond ring sparkles under these colour changes, but neither notice because they were the only two people in the world.
White.
