She worries
sometimes, a lot.
She chews on her nails,
sometimes biting them off.
She tries to make it better,
cuddles up close,
wraps his arms around her.
It doesn't always help.
At times he sleeps
so she can't ask him
those questions -
are you happy?
do you love me?
Those silly questions
that will get annoying
with repetition.
So she waits, and thinks,
and worries and tries to stop it.
But he has given her good memories,
told her good things,
talked about his future
with her
even after this.
If she can just remember that,
how he won't let her wear a ring on that finger,
and how he bought her a flower
that she will love,
and how
sometimes
they talk of houses and babies and what she thinks of as
The Real World,
or Life After,
then she can smile,
and for the moment,
be completely reassured.
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