Marry Me Then, Part 8
Once we've met to go and have a barbeque leisure time together with other people, nothing intimate. So it seemed. But actually, was. Although we had great time rolling on blankets in the woods, playing badminton and teasing each other to our hearts' content, literally for my one at least, that wasn't the thing. The most heart touching was when again I said I love you. He knew me and my kind of love to him very well. But- immediatelly he said to me: Marry me then. I will never forget this very non-kneelingly uncommon style of proposal that I so much liked. I knew it to be true.
Copyright © Weeping Willow | Year Posted 2016
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