With regards to my previous post...
Sitting in the front row, having the beautiful woman on stage look directly at you and sing your praises for how much you had done to bring her to that point...
Walking along the streets, hand-in-hand, and stopping at a random florist to buy her a single Lily...
Having drinks in a small, out-of-the way jazz room in the basement of a local bar...
Standing out on the street corner at 2 AM under a single, dim streetlight, kissing said beautiful woman...
Hopping in a taxi to drive off into the night, looking back at her watching you depart...
Calling her AGAIN and then having to tear yourself away from the phone upon reaching your hotel room...
You know what?
I think that dirty, crowded, loud-ass city is the most romantic place I have ever been to in my LIFE.
You know what, fools?
I'M GETTIN' MARRIED!!!
/happydance
Walking along the streets, hand-in-hand, and stopping at a random florist to buy her a single Lily...
Having drinks in a small, out-of-the way jazz room in the basement of a local bar...
Standing out on the street corner at 2 AM under a single, dim streetlight, kissing said beautiful woman...
Hopping in a taxi to drive off into the night, looking back at her watching you depart...
Calling her AGAIN and then having to tear yourself away from the phone upon reaching your hotel room...
You know what?
I think that dirty, crowded, loud-ass city is the most romantic place I have ever been to in my LIFE.
You know what, fools?
I'M GETTIN' MARRIED!!!
/happydance