Against the grey rain
diamond drops dance and gleam
on red hibiscus blooms
I smile as you sleep
The rise and fall of your chest
My peace and comfort
It was obvious that something had changed. The hushed phone calls, the receipt for her favourite lilies that she never got. She even caught him smiling to himself when he thought she wasn’t looking.
Through the week, he seemed to get increasingly distant. His replies were monosyllabic, and he would not look her in the eye.
He was never very good at keeping a secret, she thought to herself. As she turned the key in the lock that night, she had made up her mind to confront him.
She followed the glow of the candle light to where he was waiting by the table. The air was fragrant with lilies. He had even hired a chef to recreate their dinner from the night he proposed 10 years ago.
“Happy Anniversary,” he said, with smile on his face.
It was obvious from hers that she had forgotten.
Two haiku and a short story inspired by the Daily Prompt Obvious