You had been courting Emerson for almost five years. Picking her up from school, buying her gifts even when she told you not to because she didn’t want you spending money on her, texting her from good morning to good night, writing her letters and poems.

Five years. You waited five years just to finally hear her say “YES” to your question: “Will you be my girlfriend?” It was a dream come true. After years of waiting, she was finally yours. She finished her studies before getting together with you because she valued her education—for a better future for both of you.

"You waited five years just to finally hear me say yes to you," She whispered in your ear before pressing a soft kiss to it. So warm. So gentle. So heartwarming.

You fell in love with her five years ago, during music class when you were struggling with your guitar and she helped you through it. Now she was the one falling harder for you. So perfect. The two of you, falling for each other.

She gently took your hand in hers, squeezing it softly as she turned to look into your eyes with a warm, genuine smile.

Your first date as lovers. It was cute, and being with her felt like paradise. You took her to an amusement park. It was a holiday, but the park wasn’t crowded, so it felt like the perfect private date.

"Honey, look. That big teddy bear looks fluffy and adorable." She said, pointing to the big teddy bear hanging inside the Balloon Dart Carnival.

When you asked her if she wanted to get it with you, her smile widened and nodded happily, squeezing your hand softly.

"I do... Do you think we actually can? I’ve never won anything like that before." She admitted, biting her lip but smiling.