We're getting married

It began in a classroom, freshman year A quiet boy sat just ahead, And I, with butterflies tucked in my chest, Waited to rise when he did instead. We walked to the dorms like clockwork, slow, Two strangers on the edge of something rare, Not love not yet but something soft, A silent thread already in the air. Years passed gently, as young years do, Until a date by an ice cream stand Turned a friendship into something true, With laughter shared and a steady hand. From a loft in Pewaukee, to places we’ve grown, Through Menomonee Falls and Little Chute light We’ve built a life, a dog, a home, Chasing sunrises and dreams in flight. Ella came during quiet days, A red-furred heartbeat at our feet. She made us a family Something small, something sweet. We’ve crossed oceans, climbed high trails, You took your first flight out with me. Now every journey, near or far, Feels like coming home, endlessly. In April, you asked. I said yes. Now June awaits, with rings and vows. But we’ve already begun the forever part The rest is just happening now.