Monday, October 25, 2010

Happiness hit her like a train on a track, coming toward her, stuck, still, no turning back

Three months ago it was, “If I ever get married…”
Two months ago it was, “If we ever get married…”
A week ago it was, “When we get married…”
And then last night.
I was sleeping lightly. I felt a hand on my arm. I rolled over to face him.
“I love you. So much.”
“I love you, too,” I muttered, fighting for coherent words in my swimming, sleepy brain.
“I haven’t been this happy in a really long time.” I finally opened my eyes. “I want to marry you.”
“You do?”

I’ve waited almost seven years for this.
It feels like it was worth it.


MP said...


Lauren E. said...

disclaimer! i am not actually getting married. but this was very nice to hear.

MP said...

yes, a happy-making statement indeed