Mar 22, 2006 22:42
Freaked out today during my sax lesson; i get like that, Things get to hard, I freak out and things get harder. Mom went to work, I freaked out more. Called Dylan. Cried on his strong shoulders for a while. Then I went and got him the love letter I meant to send by mail, but he deserved it now. From his point of view, he said when the phone rang, his heart stopped. While I answered, I reached into his pocket and pulled something out of a box.
I sat down next to him, and asked him if he was okay. . . misty eyed, don't you know. He stood up, held my hands down low, and slowly slipped a banded ring onto my middle finger. It's not an engagement ring, but a promise ring. It was his sister's, but now it's mine for the time being. My heart stopped and I couldnt' breathe.
My God, I love that boy to death. . . and until death do us part.