I supose I was wrong, my life was not quite as compleate as I had thought. There was one more detail that will make it perfect, and that is to take place in just three short months!
We are engaged.
What more can I say? After months of cowardice on my part, after so many nights hoping and wishing and fearing she would say no, I asked her. She agreed.
My eye has begun to throb again, folish of me to mention really. It has been getting worse recently, but I do not worry. It never hurts when I am with my love, and soon we shall be married
The wedding will be in three months, or 91 days, or 2181 hours, or 131- oh how I count the seconds that go by, my anticipation building as each precious moment passes, another instant closer to our union.
Perfection, in the most literal sense of the word, is the only way to describe my life in its current state.
But still, my eye....