This every moment.
Is very bitter sweet.
For better or worse.
Forever or until divorce.
When he popped the question
“Will you marry me?”
I didn’t know wither.
To smile or to cry.
To laugh or to whine.
He snapped me back to reality.
With his hazel brown eyes.
He stared at me on one knee.
Suddenly confused.
He asked me again.
I didn’t know what to say.
But I had to confess.
He has lost all my love.
“No I will not”.
I finally said.
“You cheated with my siste.”
“I found out yesterday”
So all in the end.
He confessed to the affair.
We broke up forever.
He moved on two months later