A special night we shared.
The morning after, the special night we shared.
The rose she bought me the day I asked her out.
The entire drive, I couldn’t come to grips with what I was doing.
Until I got there, that is.
I blindfolded her with the ‘bandana’ that smelled like bananas, and held her hand as I led her into the restaurant.
I motioned to my boss to retrieve my rose I’d bought for her, from the Freezer.
They lit the candles as I read what I’d written for her.
I fumbled my words, and barely muttered my way through it all, but I’d finally gotten through the reading.
There was no flawless execution, and she probably didn’t hear a single damn word I said.
I can only hope she was as nervous as I was.
They hit the lights off, and the lobby was illuminated.
It was illustrious.
Wasn’t it baby?
Illuminated; If not by the dim glows, if not by the fire, then by the embers caused by the burning in our hearts.
I said “You can take the blindfold off.”
I fell to one knee, and held up the rose
And the words just rang.
“Will you go out with me?”
She nodded, she teared up a little, she spoke calmly.
She stole my heart.
You took me, baby. You’ve taken my heart.
I held her, and we rejoiced.
There was mocking and laughter from the back of the Kitchen as we ate.
At 11:11, I revealed to her the time, as a romantic nod to the symbols of our love.
I made a short video.
Few things will ever compare to these memories I hold of her.
There’s also few things I wouldn’t do to guard this love, or nurture this commitment.
And so, this is what’s happened the past month of my life.
I met someone who calms the chaos in my heart.
Who braves the storm that is my worries, and doubts, and lets me live the way I want to live.
Someone who makes me better, and makes me want to be better.
I’m never going back.
I’m never giving up.
I’m never going down.
You make me come alive.
I’m so very glad I met you.
– Excerpt from ‘The Imaginative Inquiry’
Written by Haven
2014 1115 2200
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