Early

Mornings. I despised them once. Back when the sun was something that burned eyes and skins, something that could kill if it was any close. Back when birds would disrupt sleep with there infernal tweeting. But most of all back then...mornings would just remind me of how lonely i really was when i woke up, with no one beside me.

But then...i was only a silly child. But now i am an adult and i am no longer alone. I had been with him for 11 years. We live in an apartment off the west coast. Just me and him, rushing around, making money and a reputation within the community. Early mornings...are now my favourite things. I wake up and im faced with those big brown eyes staring back at me with the goofiest look.

Hes amazing.

One morning..I wake up and he is in fact still asleep, snoring with his arms thrown around me. My blue eyes scan his sleeping face. He was breathing softly and his soft brown hair was in a fluffy puff thrown over his eyes. His lips looked kissable as always and so perfectly pink. My heart flutters and my mouth curls into a warm smile as it always does when i see my sleeping boyfriend holding me.

I then wiggle my arms out of his and slowly place my hands on his cheeks. He stirs and i smile even more. I then start kissing him all over.

"Waaaakey wakeeyyyy~~" I say in teasingly sweet tone as his nose scrunches up and he groans. He pulls me into his chest with a huge hug and yawn

"Gud mawning~" he says mid yawn and makes a little noise before resting his chin on top of my head. I giggle and place my hand on his bare chest and nuzzle it softly "you are so cute when you are all drowsy like that~" i say and lean my head against his chest. He chuckle and starts to ruffle my already crazy hair. I squeak and laugh "nooo~ how dare yyoouu~" I say in an offended tone and he laughs and scoops me into his arms and sits up with me "silly girl. Anyway breakfast time?" I nod vigorously and cuddle near his chest.

He made an amazing batch of French Toast, aka my favourite breakfast food. I look at him and cock my head "is there a special occasion?" I say staring at him from the couch. He laughs "oh not yet." I look confused. 'Not yet?' I think 'whats that supposed to mean?' He then comes and sits down with the two plates of the french toast. He hands one to me and i blush deeply. He also made my favourite kind of eggs...which he hates making! I look at you "y-you made me sunny side up eggs?" I say my face totally red. He nods "of course. Anything for my special girl." He remarks and then proceeds to kiss my forehead.

As we ate the french toast...we watched an absolutely amazing episode from my favourite show! He was being...so very nice..i mean he is always nice of course...but today...it seems as if everything is about me. He then turns to me after the episode ended and smiles "hey, you wanna go to the beach?" He says. I look at you "y-yeah that sounds great! Uh...but i thought you didnt really enjoy the beach?" He shakes his head and smiles wider "its all for you silly. Now get dressed ok?" I giggle "ooookay~" i say and then get up and walk into our bedroom to get dressed.

I had finished getting ready but when i walked out....my boyfriend was gone. I blink and look around for him. I call out his name....but no answer. I walk around searching for you and then i spot...where he had been sitting was a note. I grabbed the note, thinking i was about to read a note from a kidnapper but...to my surprise...it was his handwriting. I read the note.

"Dearest Love,
As you notice I am of course gone, but worry not for it isn't for any bad reasons. But what i would like you to do is go to the place i first met you.
I love you, see you soon

Love,
Your sweet heart."

I blink in surprise at the suddenness of this note. I pull on a coverup and grab my car keys and walk out of the apartment. I walk down the steps and opened my car door. I get in and shut the door. I start the car and began to drive to the beach i first met him on 11 years ago. I parked my vehicle across the street from the apartment complex that i lived in when i was 16. I remembered the day i met him. I had snuck out of the house. I wanted to go to a late night bonfire but my mom and dad did not let me. But, of course, i did not listen. I run down the steps into a sand beach that was bathing in the light of the bright sun. I walk along the beach before i spot a note tied to a beer bottle that contained rocks and a rose that stuck out from the top. I picked up the bottle and read the note.

"When I first met you, I had been dragged to a dumb bonfire on a dumb beach. Everyone was drinking and all i saw was you sitting alone, with a camera completely sober. Taking a picture of the moon above the water. You were beautiful. Being the dork i was, need to make a grand gesture. I plucked an abandoned beer bottle from the ground and poured it out. I found a combination of rocks and sea shells and poured them into the bottle. I stole a rose from what i learned, happened to be the garden in front of your house and placed it into the bottle. I grew the balls to finally go up to a beautiful girl like you and give you this dorky crap and ask you out. God, i was so surprised that you said yes. Now...look at where i am? Im still the same dork...but with a fiancé."

I stared at the last word. Fiancé. My eyes widen "Oh my god..." I whisper as i realise. I turn around and see...him. On his knee with a ring in a box. I feel tears stream from my eyes as i see this. I cover my mouth and sniffle emotionally and in disbelief "My love, we've been together for 11 years. We've been through a rollercoaster and im sure there are more high rollercoaster hills to come. But for godsakes, it would make me the happiest man on the face of the earth if you...would maybe marry me?" He says staring at me. I drop to my knees and hug my fiancé very hard "y-yes...yes i will definitely marry you. Holy shit...i-i...i love you!" I say start sobbing as he hugs me back tightly

"I love you too."