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Chris Brown is clearly someone who wears his heart on his sleeve. A very emotional person, someone who loves hard and wants the same love in return. He's someone who wants to find love, but he's looking in all the wrong places. He's dated all...
Yesterday was up and down. I was happy Chris was home, and everything was perfect. I couldn't stop looking at him, and I was smiling from ear to ear. I was so happy to have him in bed with me again. I lay in his arms all night. I know he probably thought I was being weird, but I kept smelling him. I love his scent. It was a little awkward when I felt like I had pissed him off by telling him I didn't want to go on the trip we had planned. I didn't mean to upset him; that definitely wasn't my intention. I wanted to go, but my energy runs low fast, and being on an uncomfortable plane for a bunch of hours, it didn't sound appealing to me. But we apologized to each other, and now everything is all good.
I woke up looking for Chris in the bed. I opened my eyes and looked over to my left, and he wasn't there. I just lay back down. He might've gone to the bathroom or something. I turn over in the opposite direction and see Chris. He was kneeling by the bed, smiling. He was holding a small Tiffany-blue box with a perfect white bow.
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I already knew it was from Tiffany & Co., but it took another few seconds to realize what was actually happening, and when it clicked, I kinda freak out.
"Christopher!!" I say in excitement.
He smiles and sets the box on the bed next to me, "Good morning, beautiful!"
"Babe—." I start to get emotional. Is he really proposing to me right now?
He smiles as he unties the bow, and he pulls the Tiffany's ring box out of the other box. Then he opens it.
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"Christopher!" I sit up. I'm shocked by what I'm looking at. "Chris—this is my ring...."
He nods his head. "Shawnie Marie Roberts....." he starts, but I just burst out in tears. "Baby, let me finish before you start crying." He says, laughing.
"I'm sorry. I can't help it." I say, trying to compose myself.
"This isn't how I wanted to do this, but I was so excited I had the ring, I was thirsty to give it to you." We both laugh. "Shawnie Marie Roberts, the first time I laid my eyes on you, I knew you were mine. I gave you my heart that night I came home from Paris, and ever since then, I've been all about you. I know I get lost now and then, but you always bring me back. You've been with me through some of my darkest moments, and you've helped me through those hard times. You've stayed by my side when you should have left. I'm so thankful for you. For giving me love that I never thought I would find. You definitely love me differently from any other person I've spent time with. I know I can be intense sometimes, but I love you so much, and I love everything about you. I still love that you pout your lips when you're in deep thought. I love the way your eyes light up when you see me after a long day. I love the way you fit perfectly in my arm. I love how much you care about me and that you're there for me whenever I need you. I also love how much you love your dad. I wish that for our daughter, if we have one. I love how even after everything, you're still here with me. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you." I explain, getting a little choked up. "Shawnie Marie Roberts, I wanna know if you would make me even happier than I am, and marry me and stay with me forever?" I ask, looking deep in her eyes.
