The opportunity
I am so scared.
I want everything to be so perfect.
I want her to feel like the only girl in the world.
I want her to feel comfortable and confident in her outfit and the people around her.
I want her to see all the effort and love I have put into this proposal, even though she (hopefully) doesn't realize it.
I hope she doesn't realize it.
I hope it comes as a happy, chill surprise.
God I hope she says yes.
Like I know she will, like we are on the same page and we are literally planning a wedding, we've got outfits and centerpieces and oh so much crystal.
But I am still so scared.
I am scared she will get cold feet. I am scared that she thinks I am too old, too difficult to deal with, too emotionally unavailable, too anxious and scared about everything. Maybe I am not enough of a go-getter for her.
I want her to be mine.
I want her to be my wife.
God that sounds so weird to write.
MY WIFE.
Well technically first girlfriend -> fiancee -> wife.
I want her to want to marry me.
She is the one.
I just hope that is this is the way to do it for her.
I hope she doesn't feel blindside by it.
I hope it is a pleasant surprise.
I just want her to be happy.
I need her to be happy.
Even if it's not with me.
STOP THAT.
I'm not letting her go, Never.
But if she needs to be with someone else I will be destroyed.
I hope she says YES.
I guess we will see tonight.
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