If I Came First
One morning he cooked for their breakfast, a lil conversation began, when he suddenly asked out from the blue;
“If I came first, would you love me too?”
“What?” as she tried to confirm what she just heard…’
“If I came first, would you love me too?” there was no eye contact, but he was serious.
Her mouth dropped open for what she heard clearly, trying to scan his emotion through his face as their eyes met.
and then she replied with a smile, “Maybe”.
~Quetzal
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