My love for you
Is deep and endless as the sea
Strong and mighty as a tree
My love for you
He stood, the bouquet in his hands. Bucky was nervous...and Bucky just didn't get nervous.
He took a steadying breath and stepped up onto the porch. His heart was in his throat. How had you managed to spellbind him?
Valentine's Day.
Pink hearts. Chocolates. Roses.
It had all been silly before. He never paid it any mind. Becca loved it, so he'd given in a bit. Bringing flowers for her and his Ma. But no other girl.
Until you.
My eager heart
Keeps beating just for you alone
Since the moment it is known
My love for you
He knocked on the door, shaking ever so slightly. He sniffed the red roses, hoping and praying that you'd like them. That it would be enough to win your heart.
Bucky wanted to tell you. He needed to tell you. And today seemed right. He loved you. With all that he had and all that he was. He loved you.
The door opened and you stood there. The pink dress matched the blush on your cheeks. Your sweet, innocent smile captured his heart completely.
There'll be no other lips
No other eyes
No other love for me
Feeling as I do
How could there be
He wanted to kiss your lips, so, so desperately. He wanted to pull you close, hold you to him. Feel your heart beating in your chest. Was it pounding as hard as his was?
He smiled shyly as you stepped out onto the porch. The morning sunlight hit you just right and Bucky swore you looked like an angel. The blood roared in his ears, he was hypnotized by your beauty.
He held the flowers out and you took them, your eyes fluttering shut as you took a long sniff, smiling sweetly. Your lashes brushed against your cheek and Bucky yearned to reach out. He took a moment to memorize your face. Every line, every freckle.
(And) so it will be
Far beyond eternity
Ever faithful ever true
My love for you
Some dame you were. Completely stunning this man. He couldn't believe that someone so perfect existed. That someone so beautiful could be his.
He reached out, cupping your cheek softly and you sighed, nuzzling against his hand. Yes, this was love. Pure. Real. Raw. Honest love.
He chewed his lip nervously and you looked up, your eyes meeting his and he felt completely speechless. Stunned again. Totally wrapped up in nothing but you. "Ha-happy Valentine's Day, Doll," he breathed, his eyes locked onto yours.
You smiled on return, shyly kissing his lips and he fumbled with the tiny ring in his pocket, praying to God that you'd say yes. His eyes closed and he dropped to one knee, hearing your sharp intake of breath.
"Be my Valentine, Doll? Forever?"
