I Was Never Afraid Of Being Alone. In Fact, Im Quite Good At It. Freakishly Good. Thats What Im Afraid

I was never afraid of being alone. In fact, I’m quite good at it. Freakishly good. That’s what I’m afraid of sometimes.

Everyone wants the epic love story. The Romeo and Juliet, I would die for you, kind of story. But I want the real thing with you. I want the goofy looks and the useless arguments we settle over ice cream. I want to stay up all night with you talking because neither of us want to go to bed with a full mind and things unresolved. I want the mini weirdos. I want good morning seepy kisses. The annoyed looks we give each other when the other says something stupid. The comfortable silence. The career talks, the wedding talks, the everything talks! I want it all with you. I want something to live for. Not something to die for.

We’re the sun, the moon, or the stars.

Marry me. We don’t have to sign the papers right now. We don’t have to have the wedding right now. We’re 17, I get it. But marry me. We have our whole lives ahead of us and I want to spend it with you. Marry me. Tell me you’ll marry me one day and mean it. Because we’re young and I only see opportunity for us together. Because we’re young and some people aren’t lucky enough to meet their person this young but we are. So marry me. So marry me and we can tell our kids about how we grew together. We can tell them the good and the bad because they shouldn’t be sheltered by it. We can tell them our story. Because it sure as hell isn’t over yet. Marry me because we may be young but I know what I want. And I want a lifetime with you. I don’t want to miss you another second.

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