Will You Marry Me

A whirlwind romance, so many feelings… Dancing around my heart, so thrilling. I said “I love you” first and felt a little vulnerable… Finally, he said it too and I felt incredible. We held hands every night, kissed and whispered… All about our thoughts and passions, ideas and inspirations. I began to feel a part of me was missing without him…. And he said he felt the same way I did, fully content with me. A million words later, past the first of the “I love you’s”…. We began to bring up the bigger questions, the kids and houses. I told him I would be happy with three and he said one would do… But slowly we decided on two, the perfect number for a family. We became so close it felt like I was undressed in his sight… Even when I was fully clothed and closing in on a fight. The mutual trust, the bond, the feelings that corresponded… All a part of the relationship we had grown into something special. He said, though, that he was sure he didn’t want to marry… I felt a little like the first girl who had ever been told this detail. Two months into the relationship, though, he got down on his knee… Gave me a hopeful look and spoke the words I’d been hoping to hear. Will you marry me? He said it with a smile into my eyes. I looked back and responded quickly,… “yes” … This would be the beginning of a long and lasting love… A true joy, hope and faithful love that had been sent from above. Will You Marry Me? - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Judy Konos