Marry Me

November 1, 2017

Marry me.

Let's spend our week nights eating

cereal on the floor

when there is a perfectly fine table

behind us.


We can go to the movies and sit in

the back row

just to make out like little kids falling in

love for the first time.


We'll paint the rooms of our house

and get more paint on us than the 



We can hold hands and go to parties

we'll end up ditching to drink wine out of

the bottle in the bathtub.


Slow dance with me in our

bedroom with an

unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.


Let me love you forever.

Marry me.

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