She had given him her all. As much love, care and affection he deserved and she could give, she bestowed upon him. During times of despair, times in need of help, in times of delight, during celebrations, any time he called out to her, She was there. She was the one he counted on and she never disappointed. Never. She was indeed happy that he chose her. To be by his side, make him smile, see smile curve up his lips, she loved his company. She loved him.
He was level headed, quiet type but had a charm of his own. He would text and chat with her like any other. But over the years she fell for him, his wit , his charm had created a magical music for her. The tunes of which were sweet and beautiful. She believed she had reached his heart. She had, definitely. But he never looked within his shell. A shell he never knew existed, a shell he always listened to, his man made heart. He cared for her, just like any other, he told, he believed.
A `Yes` was what he missed.
He was to wed in a few weeks.
But, He loved her too.
One `Yes` he will always miss.
One `Yes` he was too late to.