After years of missing each other by a thread on the East Coast By chance we both lost ourselves on the West Coast And then found ourselves in each other

There's a little rock in Point Pleasant Park, away from the main path and jutting over the ocean, where we go to talk about our hopes and dreams, our fears and desires, and check in with each other on all topics "life". One life talk rock day, Ben asked Margaux to wear the orange sweater she wore the first night they kissed. She obliged, not without some suspicion. These suspicions were joyfully confirmed upon spying her twin brothers conspicuously trying to take pictures from inside bushes at the life talk rock. Though they valiantly dove into foliage to hide themselves upon being spotted, Ben knew the jig was up and dropped a knee. Margaux enthusiastically agreed, it started to rain, and they drank prosecco out of camp cups. It was absolutely perfect.