I just think it was that moment, you know,

when you threw your head back in laughter, there in the fluorescent lighting of the taco place?  The way the humidity had given your face a little bit of sheen, the way your beard was growing back? You looked like you worked hard, and I think you had — being with someone you’re starting to love sure can be exhausting. All those butterflies and stomach leaps and “you’re sure you’re not too busy?”‘s.

(I was never too busy for you.)

(Marry me in three years, won’t you?)


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