I didn't move from the sofa, I didn't want to leave her side in case she got bored and left. I’d waited my entire life for someone as beautiful as her to notice me, and now they finally had, I wasn't about to let her escape.
“What can I do, Karen? To prove I love you, to prove we’re meant to be together. Please, anything. Just tell me what it is you want me to do. I promise you won’t regret it. You’re so beautiful; I get sick just looking at you. Sick to think I could ever be expected to live a single millisecond without you. Just give me a chance and I’ll do everything within my power to make you the happiest woman alive.”
“Roll yourself up in the living room carpet and wait for me to join you,” she said, in her dulcet Scottish tones. So I did.
Summer came and went before I realised she wasn't coming and I gave up waiting. I haven’t given up completely though, I still sit in the living room as often as I can in the hope I’ll hear her talk to me again. If only for just one glorious second.