How to Say I Do

by Tal Bauer

When they found my father's body,

Fyuck

When Wyatt smiled at me as he adjusted his hat, he just looked happy.

I could have listened to him for hours. I could have sat there until the sun rose, until the sky bloomed gold, and until he re-drew my entire world.

He made me think of roses opening after winter, buds tentatively unfurling and testing the light before embracing a bloom.

He laughed, and our eyes met and held, and then I almost walked us face-first into the wall.

I reached for his hat and tried to be cool, rolling it slow-motion style up to my head.

TO LATE BOYO!

Yesterday, he’d made love to me so fiercely I’d felt the force of it split atoms in the center of my heart.