I take a step forward,

Breath.

My blood is pulsing hot under my skin,

Breath.

I look at her emerald green eyes, and remind myself to—

Breath.

Silence presses in.

My heart pounds like it’s trying to get out.

My breaths are sharp.

My hands sweaty.

Breath.

I hold the bouquet of flowers in one hand,

a tiny ring box in the other.

Breath.

It’s going to be ok.

Everything will be fine.

Just don’t forget to—

Breath.

The sky is filled with quiet stars.

The waves slow down.

The sand is cold.

I look at her and take a deep—

Breath.

If she says no,

It’s fine.

No big deal.

Well—big deal—but it’s okay.

I will respect her decision.

Just

breath.