I was in a rose garden at dusk awaiting my fate.
Nervous like never before I was shaking with anticipation.
My heart pounding out of my chest with a pulsating rhythm.
Then she arrived looking more beautiful than I had ever seen her before.
Holding a purple parasol.
She took my hand and told me how she felt.
I struggled to find words, overcome with joy.
Luckily for me I had been planning them since the moment we first met.
Through tears of joy, we both smiled.
And then she kissed me.
I never wanted the moment to end, but it had to.
It was the beginning of the end.