The day we met, you got down on one knee in the center of a doughnut shop

No, not the one downtown–that one was under construction

We went to the east side

Territory unknown

You, unknown

You, pulling me into you as we sat on the waterfront

You, hand on my knee

Me, brushing it away

Me, hiding my excitement

Me, hiding my fear

You, down on one knee in the center of a doughnut shop

And suddenly, we were under construction.

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This post is part of the A-Z Challenge. My theme is April Scribble, which includes microfiction, small vignettes, and poetry.

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