Saturday,
After spending the week together,
We were at the mall...
You holding my hand,
Grabbing my waist,
Kissing my lips, my neck, my forehead.
Your fingers interlaced with mine-
Waiting for your phone to be fixed,
We window shopped.
You stopped me among the bustling crowd,
"Want to look at engagement rings together?"
I stopped, a bit caught off guard,
I looked up at you,
Trying to hold back the intense joy that overcame me-
"Yeah, let's do it!" I quip,
Trying to keep it cool-
We go into the jewelry store,
The clerk asks how she can help
You say it again,
"Do you guys have a section for engagement rings?"
She shows us the way
We talk,
And laugh,
And smile,
And look-
You don't let go of my hand once...
We discuss the shapes, the colors, the styles we want-
This is the second time we've talked about it, but this time felt more intentional.
So I take note,
Of exactly what you want,
So that one day,
Inshallah,
I can give it to you.
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