21st January 2013 - I do.

I'm writing this so that if one day,
age really does overcome me,
my memory fails me,
my bad temper clouds my better judgement,
my heart is congested with too much negativity,
the sun fails to rise and set and
the stars stop shining..

I'll be be able to come back here and recall how sweet you were.
How much sincerity I saw in your eyes when you spoke those words.
How much your hands were trembling.
How you were so nervous and therefore short-tempered, on hindsight.
How colourful those sunflowers looked.
How much effort you put in to give me that surprise which you did not manage to pull off anyway.
How shiny the ring was, but nothing compared to the sparkle in your eyes.
How cute you were after rambling on and on, to finally remember what you really wanted to say,
to ask me to marry you.

Edward, thank you for everything.

Ok bye.