When Sparks Fly

Four years have passed but still I felt like we haven't done anything spontaneous. We have always been like this every year on Fourth of July. Going to the cookout with friends. Eating barbeque and grilled vegetables. Watching the Fireworks Display under the Brooklyn Bridge.

I felt like it was all a routine. Chris and I have been together for four years. We have been best friends before that and eventually had grown feelings for each other. We knew each other's flaws and every little detail of each other. Yet, I felt like we lost that excitement.

I missed the times we do things spontaneously. Like not worrying what will happen next. He always surprises me on a day trip to some place we haven't been to yet and be gone for days. But lately, it has not been like that and I'm getting bored.

Now, we're here, with the other couples, sitting on the grass, waiting for that wonderful sparks in the sky. I wonder when will sparks fly again. I want an excitement. I love it when he surprises me with things especially on holidays. It makes me feel special. Today, I have only one wish, and I hope he will do it. I want him to propose to me as fireworks flare up in the sky. The sparks, the crowd, the excitement, all in one. It would be one of the most memorable moments of my life.

"Chris..." I started. "Do you think it is time for us to..."

"To what, Honey?"

I didn't continue as I felt embarassed. Though we knew each other well, I still don't want to sound pushy to him. I sighed as we heard the Star-Spangled Banner play in the background. We sang along. Then, as it finished, the sky started to light up. Flashes of blue, white and red flares up in the sky like rockets and scattered into the sky. Then more and more comes as the crowd cheers and pulls out their cameras. Some looks like daffodils in the sky and slowly separates as it glowers and shatters slowly.

My heart sank. I guess it will always be just a dream and maybe, in some way, he is really not ready for it. I tried not to cry. I know, I'm stupid to think that way but I felt like I couldn't wait another year for him to do it.

As he clapped his hands and cried out, "Happy Fourth!" to everyone, I stood there gloomily.

"Hey, Honey, are you okay? What's wrong?" he asked as he lift my chin up to him. "Are you crying?"

"No," I said as I sniffed a bit.

"Why are you crying?"

I didn't answer as I looked away.

"Are you mad at me?"

"I don't know."

"Is it because of this?" he said and showed me a sparkling diamond ring. "Marry me?"

I laughed as I nodded my head and slipped the ring in my finger.

Finally, I am officially engaged!#