"I-I...I'll..." He swallows and looks at the ring. "W-what if I pretend that I didn't ask you and then have him come? I-I could talk to him there and we can have the proposal all over again."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I shake my head. "Take as long as you want." I flashed a smile. I stand and walk in, Cupid staring at me, awake. "Y-Y-Y-Y-You-ur..?!" He asks pointing to Jace, shocked.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I wonder if people felt the freedom in our culture to love louder, if they'd be quicker to say "I miss you" when the absence of someone is felt instead of just thinking it. — soundofmind