i shut my eyes close and put my ipod in, usually to a slow happy song. i go back to the night we met, the night we kissed, the night we told each other we liked each other. i take it all from there and retrace all our memories and your smile stays in my head. i fast forward to our future where im un loading boxes in our house and you pick me up and carry me through the front door and plop me on the couch and kiss me and whisper that you love me. we have a white house with black shutters and a white picket fence. the couch is yellow and you flip over the back and lie on top of me. boxes are scattered everywhere. they all have labels of yours and mine and we try to find where to put our little things without having the rooms clash. our kitchen over looks our back porch. flowers are booming in every corner of our yard. our bedroom only has a mattress in it but thats all we need. the lights arent on yet so we have to use candles and your camp lanterns to light up the rooms. you place a little jewelry box on the coffee table. we both freeze and just stare at it for a minute. i dont really know how to react. i look at you and you lay there on me smiling. you open it and its a diamond ring, a big square one with two smaller ones on the side, the one that ive always wanted and you say “so wanna marry me or what?” my hearts pounds out of my chest and i scream yes and bring you in to kiss me. you take the ring out of the box and slip it on my finger. happy tears start streaming down my face because its finally perfect, everything is perfect. i call my friends and family to tell them that im getting married to you and i cant take my eyes off of you. your my entire world, just you and me. for the next 8 months we prance around our house, i tackle you when you come home from work and you help me clean the dishes after i make dinner. you kiss me every morning before i leave for work and say goodnight before you drift off to sleep every night. i plan my wedding out and go dress shopping with my sisters and bestfriend. we go from store to store trying to find the exact dress i want. we find a little store that is hidden in new york city. we walk in to look and see what they have and then i see it. my perfect dress. white silk that has a baby blue ribbon at the waste then puffs out at the bottom. its the perfect size and everything. my friends and sisters start screaming when i come out of the dressing room and i whisper to myself “this is the one.” our wedding day comes and we are right where we first me, back to that town. my mom helps me get ready as im wearing something old, my moms bracelet, something new, the anklet that my best friend bought me for a present, something borrowed, my sisters hair clip to hold in the vale and something blue, the ribbon around my waste. Read More
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