She sat down out by the lake
The rain could be heard pitter-pattering on the roof above. Trevor couldn’t seem to get his knee to stop bouncing up and down below the tablecloth in anticipation. He didn’t need to look around him to take in the beautiful decor of the restaurant: the maroon-colored walls and twinkling, romantic lights had already been appreciated by both him and Allison when they’d come here to celebrate their 5 year anniversary together. Since then, they’d returned several times.
In one moment, a day long ago
The very last petal fell off the rose
And no epic burst of magic occurred.
Glass shoes would not again cover her toes,
And that beauty asleep was never stirred.
Of all emotions what we seem to feel