He knelt beside my bed. I was super tired and sleepy wondering what the hullabaloo was. He said he did not want to regret not doing this now. That he would not want 5 years down the line, to see me walking on the streets with some other guy. ‘I love you’ he said ‘and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. WILL YOU MARRY ME?’
Silence. Shock. Surprised. Wait, what? Did he just ask me to marry him? The sleep disappeared. I was a bit confused. I didn’t know how to react at first. Meanwhile he’s still in his knees. I didn’t see it coming. So many thoughts going through my mind, not because I doubted I love him and would want to spend the rest of my life with him. But because, the planner in me was a bit uneasy. How did she not see this coming? And weren’t there a few steps that we had missed out on? My romantic self, gave my planner persona the look for ‘you better get on board or else…’ She reluctantly crossed over to the romantic side, eyeing my man in a judgemental way. We said yes. And he slipped the beautiful silver ring through my finger…
#imperfectousisoffthemarket.
Imperfectous
Wowwww, beautiful ring. Congratulations!!!
Thanks Scotty… You’ve been missed…
I’m actually crying because he beat me to it. Waaaaaa. Kidding 😀 Missed you too. Always love your writing
Scotty, could you kindly give me your email?
Scottmitch@live.com