A Speech of Proposal
I can look into your eyes and I can easily see myself reflected back. That doesn’t mean much to some people, but to me it’s everything. It means I see myself in you; a part of you that I don’t ever want to let go of. Being in the same room as you just makes my heart buzz and beat with excitement. I lose my breath; my voice is whisked away just by the essence of every word that brushes past your lips. When we lock eyes, I can feel a jolt go straight into me, past my physical being. It’s overwhelming and it belongs to you.
Every year when Valentine’s Day comes around, and our anniversary, I know I have to be better than the last year. I’m so worried I’ll pale in comparison to what you do for me, or the present year won’t live up to the previous. But when I stress, that’s when you put on that ever-so-charming smile, look right at me and say, with the softest voice, “Listen, gifts are superficial in the sense that they only excite our feelings of joy; barely scratching the surface.
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