He wanted to marry you. He loved you so so so much more than love itself. He wanted to be yours forever. So he planned a trip taking you to Italy. The ring was tucked in his shirt. He was nervous but he couldn’t wait to grow old with you.

You where on a boat ride together in the Grand canal drifting along the way hand in hand as the stars twinkled above you. The lights reflected on the water he had a gentle content smile on his face as if in his mind you two were already married.

You had no idea what he was planning he just told you to get dressed up. The ride was getting close to ending when he stood up pulling the box from his pocket and getting on one knee. “Will you marry me?” He smiled looking up into your eyes as they twinkled like the stars above.