Picture Me This

Pepper

You’re walking beside me through the streets of London. We’re on vacation, but you have a frown on your face where a smile should be.

I want so bad to lean over and kiss that frown off your lips, but I hold your hand instead and rub my thumb across your skin lightly.

A smile crosses your face briefly and lightens my heart, however fleeting.

We stop in front of a shop that is selling vintage clothing and hand made trinkets.

“What’s the matter, Pepper?” I asked softly, using your nickname in hopes of lightening your mood.

You sigh. “I just love you so much.” The look in your eyes just about broke my heart. You hung your head low and would no longer look me in the eyes. “I’m sorry. I’ll understand if you don‘t want to be with me after this.”

What you told me next was as if you took a snapshot of my worst nightmare and wrote your name on it.

“I love you either way, Pepper,”
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Neh...I'm not sure what I feel about this one.

And the layout confuses me. I like the floral pattern, but it angers me at the same time.