we're getting married!

we met in a science at heritage middle in 6th grade, we didn't think much of each other back then other than our common dislikes of ms. tipton. either i would be goofing around with mutual friends of ours or he'd be a class clown; which was usually making fun of ms. tipton's obsession with a adam lambert. we typically grew up together, same bus same school our parents knew each other well.

we went to a football pep rally together and they had t-shirt cannons i look over at him he looks at me and i say, " the next shirt is coming to me, just watch." him blowing it off and hinting it wasn't going to happen. well come to find out that shirt did come straight to me i didn't have to catch it, it landed straight in my lap perfectly. and of course i bloated. and i believe that moment he seen something in me, other than my cocky attitude that day. i still believe to this day it was a " i told you so moment ". after that i knew if he could put up with me that day it was definitely meant to be

previously that summer in 2017, we had butterflies and sparks fly at the greenbelt park. he brought me there and as soon as i step on that bridge i slip and fall, because the wood was so damp from the rain. we walk the trails and he points to the top of the stairs and said, " i used to spend a lot of time up there, a lot of emotions have gone through me up on that balcony, i would like us to go up there and sit." well my clumbsy self falls and barely makes it up the stairs let alone the trail. and thats where he got on one knee and asked me to marry him right in front of the old courthouse. it was a beautiful night and that moment made the best of it.