She desparately wondered,

And sincerely admitted to

Her fear,

Her fear of valuing their relationship too much.

Her fear that he did not cherish her the same way in which she cherished him.

She wondered if the connection she felt so real was all but in her mind. 

That the love she had for him,

Was not truly being reciprocated back in equal parts,

The not knowing.

The uncertainty.

She anguished over it.

It tortured her.

And then is when I looked deeply into her eyes and implored her,

“Let me ask you this,”

If you could hear the beats of his heart,

And see who it dances for,

Would that change the way you feel about him?

And in that quiet space of that moment,

She was changed.

~gg