You were a famous author in the city of Munich, Germany. The city was full of beautiful scenery, people, architecture and more. Your love writing pursued you into making a career out of it, each series of your books were always based and dedicated to the people you loved in your life. Although you enjoyed writing about others, you yearned to be the muse of such beautiful writing.

When you met another famous German writer; Jören Morten, who just so happened to be a poet, everything changed. For once you were now the center of attention to all his poetry. The moment he met you he was in absolute awe of your whole appearance, he knew he had to get your name, get to know you and get you to be his. He just knew you were meant for him

It didn’t take long until you finally became his. Each book you write was written and dedicated to him, each poetry piece he wrote was always about you in every way. The day you both got married, he turned his vows into a poetry piece that expressed every single emotion he felt the moment he met you all the way to the moment of the wedding.

Tonight was your fifth wedding anniversary and of course, Jören went all out for the occasion. By the end of the night, he presented you with your final gift; a ring box with a note attached to it. You unfolded the paper to see the beautiful words written across the paper. As you read each line you felt the tears prick up your eyes making your vision blurry.

“..In Liebe gewoben, unser sein.“ You read the last line out loud, folding the paper back up and holding it close to your chest before you could thank him. You saw him sink down to one knee and open up the ring box to reveal your dream wedding ring.

“Meine Liebe. Ich liebe dich so sehr, diese Jahre waren die besten Jahre aller Zeiten. I knew the moment we met that you were meant to be mine.I want to continue to spend the rest of my life with you so.. Will you marry me? Again?” He spoke up, trying his best to hold back his tears and ignoring the small shaking of his hands.