I have this plan…to present a symbol of our future to her…a symbol which embodies the nature of our unique relationship. January 1st marks the first day of a new year…and just as it marks this annual inauguration, it is my hope that someday it will also mark the beginning of our lives together as a coalition, under the banner of devotion and the prospect of marriage. We’ll fight the cold outside, we’ll stay inside…it’ll be necessary to do so with it being winter. I aspire to marry my love at the stroke of midnight New Year's Eve, at the zenith of all wintry darkness and snowfall. We’ll have to hide ourselves away from the world, and survive the night, removed from civilization…we wouldn’t find another soul for miles – like the last people on Earth – our own nuclear winter. Starting a new year…and a new life together, we’ll stay out of the cold and be with one another. And every year thence forward, on that day and that night – while the world celebrates the New Year – we’ll celebrate our unity and the ensuing year ahead…together.
Envisioning,
BR80
Envisioning,
BR80
2 comments:
Whos the lucky Bride?
Hah, well I dunno about lucky...and I haven’t really met her yet, per se. It’s a shame, but I mean, whadda ya gonna do, hey? Everything in its right place. It's pretty strange though, to think that she exists somewhere "out there" this very moment and that we have this future to share...that is, if we both live to see the day.
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