I realized all of the “loves” I’ve had weren’t that.
I’m treated right. We communicate. I don’t feel like I’m being taken for granted or the need to act out and get even.
I’ve met the actual love of my life. And Im gonna do it. It’s time. Im proposing. In less than two months. The perfect time. A luxurious hotel and spa day a romantic dinner. The Hawaii ocean in view during all of it.
This vacation, our first vacation, will be when I finally get down on one knee. To the one I trust with my heart. Til the day I die.











