Proposal

Scott Pero
AP English Language
October 1, 2009
Proposal

I have gone over the lines in my head a million times over and million times again, just to be ready for this moment; now that I think them over, I don’t believe any spoken word can describe my true feelings. You know that I love you. When I first saw you, you drew me in helplessly and since then, something changed: a smoldering flame of attraction that has now flourished into a raging wildfire of passion, one that I could not and would not extinguish, even if I tried. Before I met you, I never really thought I could love someone so fervently. I used to despise the very word. Here, it was happening to every one all around me, but I could not even taste a minute speck of the ecstasy it means to care for someone so. It sickened me, choking me with the very thing I longed so much for—somebody to love. Then I met you, and my whole world shattered into a million pieces. I did not know what these foreign concepts of love, devotion, and euphoria were until I knew you. You taught me everything I needed to know about them without uttering a single breath. Now, those very emotions possess my being each day I am with you, their intensity only growing with time. I cannot even begin to relate how tormenting it is to be but a small distance away from you for more than a heartbeat.

I realize all of this sounds overly cliché, but somehow it doesn’t matter to me. This is only an infinitesimal fraction of my feelings for you, and if I sound like a boring old record, this is what you have done to me. You are the reason for everything that I do, say, even think. All I do, I do it for you. Everything I say, I say so that you may hear it. Whenever I think, I think of you. Every hour of every day you run through my mind, and still I can not seem to get enough of you. The driving force of my world, the one power that propels me forward into each new day with hope and aspiration, is you.

I am not worthy of someone like you. I know that. You are everything I could have ever dreamed of. Like the average dreamer, I dreamt of something too good to be true for someone like me. It was like my fantasy suddenly manifested when you walked into my life. Your beauty surpasses all limitations, so much so I believe you to be a goddess in human form, pitying me, a mere mortal, with your company. I am humbled in your presence, every aspect of your angelic visage outshining my own mundane qualities absolutely. I hope you know that I am incredibly privileged to be with you now, and I would not change a single thing about it, except for one—how empty your ring finger looks.

Would you please do me the heavenly honor of accepting my hand in marriage? There is nothing more I would wish for in this world than to be with you forever. I can only pray that you feel the same, that way I can know for sure that what I am feeling is real. All I want is to make you the happiest person in the world, and I mean that. As you wish it, so shall it be. I will do anything you ask of me, even if only to see your heartwarming smile one second longer. Wherever you go, I want to be there waiting. Whenever you call, I want to be the one to answer. Whenever you cry, I want to be the one who wipes your tears and troubles away. I am already there at your beck and call, to serve devotedly my only desire.

I promise to be the best husband I can be, and to put you above all else. I am here for you and no other. We share all of the same interests—food, music, movies—and our personalities are already so much alike. I do not care what you say about yourself, all of that doesn’t matter to me. I think you are an amazing person, and I want you just as you are, both good and bad. I am so happy with you right now, that I thought, ‘Why should we not take the next step?’ You already know that my feelings for you are most ardent in their love, and I can see nothing wrong with walking you down the aisle. I can only hope that that day comes as soon as possible, only to make me the luckiest man on earth.

Now, the decision is entirely in your magnificent hands. I hope you understand the degree of my passion. My heartstrings ache only for you, the only person ever to play them so sweetly as to rival the majestic Apollo and his golden lyre. You are the reason I wake from my slumber each morning and the reason I am able to fall back in content each night. Whenever I imagine curling up to watch a favorite movie or just simply relaxing on a rainy day, you are the person I want to curl up with and whose hand I want fitted perfectly into mine. Whatever you choose, I hope you will be happy, as that is all I really want. Just know that I love you so much and I will always love you until my heart silence its rhythmic serenade, a serenade written for my one true soul mate—you.