Bishop told me there was a dude's apartment to go visit and I was like ok heck ya i volunteer. I visited and parker was the only one there. he thought I was weird and I thought he was weird.

For two and a half years, we stayed friends. There was something about Parker's mind that I couldn't help but love. He was so weird, like me. But we were rarely single at the same time. We kept in touch through memes, grocery store trips, and random concerts. Then things slowly started to click. It was super strange at first dating someone I thought I knew so well. But the more I learned about him, the more I grew to love him.

He led me with clues to all the cute places: where we met, where we first kissed, where we said I love you, and where he realized he wanted to hang out with me for the rest of eternity. Then there he was, standing on top of a mountain, all majestic and shiz.