I really want to get married. I know I'm still young and really do have time, but I really want to. And I refuse to date. I am just going to be best friends with someone. That person on will know me inside and out. All my secrets, goals, ambitions, reasoning's, feelings, moods, everything. I will have to know him a minimum of three years but most likely longer. It will probably take that long to get to really know me and for me to learn to trust him. We will the absolute best friends not even thinking about each other romantically. We have to be able to work through differences. A big thing is that I have to think of him as a brother first. I have know he will protect me like a brother and love me like a brother. We will do everything together, and not be able to be apart for long (again without romantic thoughts).
Then one day he will take me to the park. It'll be a cloud day, but warm. We will have a picnic just like usual. Just two best friends sitting around talking. Then we will go feed the ducks by the pond. Suddenly it'll be a huge down pour. But we love the rain so we run around soaked playing tag or whatever. Then he will stop and look at me and say, "You know? You are my very best friend and I love you so much." Me, "I love you too." Him, "So, the only way we could possibly be closer if we got married." Me, "I agree." Then he pulls out the ring, slides it on my finger and lightly hits me on my should saying, "Tag! Your it!" And takes off running. There will be no kissing, most likely a hug, but no kissing.
Then, about 3 months later, we will be standing together is a back yard, surrounded by family and close friends, saying I do. He will be in pair of khakis, an untucked button-up, and a comfortable suit jacket. I will be in a modest, knee-length cotton, white dress. After we say I do, we will kiss for the first time ever and everyone will cheer. Then someone will pull out the tables and the home-cooked food they brought for the reception. We will share a first slow-dance to no music and end up playing tag until it is time to leave for the honey moon.
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