Baby your eyes gave me something no one else could ever give me and that is all I needed. I looked down at you as if you were my very own butterfly- elegant, fragile and innocent. You looked up at me with something I thought I'd never deserve. Love. I would do anything to go back to that moment when I first realized that.
It was the morning when we just woke. My arm was draped across your waist like a seatbelt and your hands covers mine as if I held a star inside. Little did you know, I did. I could hear you smiling and you haven't even turned yet. I think you still thought I was asleep, so I played along. Catching me by "surprise" you jumped on top of me and starting poking at my sides. I laughed hysterically begging you to stop. That's when you leaned in really close- close enough for me to taste your morning breathe and said
"Make me"
I saw that look in your eyes just then.
You were looking at me with such passion and love it made me want to cry. Because that's how I look at you.
So I took out the star that was wrapped in my hand.
Put it around your left wring finger.
And said
"Scarlet, will you marry me?"
That sure did it.
