On the last day,

that they
would probably ever meet,
she boldly strolled
up to him
and said
what she thought needed to be said:
"I love you."
There was a thick, torrid silence,
and then,
he looked her in the eye and said:
"I know."
She did not, could not
believe her ears.
"You know?
You only think you 'know.'
You cannot possibly 'know!'
I think of you,
every spare moment of the day.
You the reason
I wake up in the morning.
You are the only person
that I can imagine
spending the
rest of my life with,
so do not stand there
and tell me that you 'know!'
You cannot 'know,'" she said,
finally coming up for air.

He looked at her, again, and said:
"I know. I feel the same."
"Okay," she said,
"as long as we understand each other."
She turned and walked away
as she silently hoped
that the universe would someday
bring them together again.


The first one was how I planned to write this, and the second one is a funnier version that occurred to me while writing. Tell me which one you like more!

On the last day,

that they
would probably ever meet,
she boldly strolled
up to him
and said
what she thought needed to be said:
"I love you."
There was a thick, torrid silence,
and then,
he looked her in the eye and said:
"I know."
She did not, could not
believe her ears.
"You know?
You only think you 'know.'
You cannot possibly 'know!'
I think of you,
every spare moment of the day.
You the reason
I wake up in the morning.
You are the only person
that I can imagine
spending the
rest of my life with,
so do not stand there
and tell me that you 'know!'
You cannot 'know,'" she said,
finally coming up for air.

He looked at her, again, and said:
"I know."
"How can you possibly 'know'" she asked.
He sighed and said,
"You called me
when you were drunk,
proceeded to confess
to many interesting things."