Chapter 4
"She's Everything"
One month later…
The day didn't come soon enough for Martin and Ruthie. They only really met a month ago, but they already knew they were in love, they felt they had known each other for years.
At one o'clock, Martin knocked on Ruthie's door and waited for her to answer.
"I hope she likes it today.", Martin thought.
Just then Ruthie opened the door.
"Ready to go Martin?", she asked.
"Yeah, I just have to get the picnic basket from your cooks.", he replied.
"Ok, I will grab my stereo and a few cds. (A/N: They have that stuff back then, cool huh? Now, back to the story)
"Alright."
They gathered their stuff and headed for the garden a few miles away. Martin picked that garden because it was filled with Ruthie's favorite flower, the pink rose.
After finding the perfect spot, right in the middle of a big batch of pink roses, they sat down and began to talk and eat.
"You are an awesome guy Martin. I feel like I have known you my whole life!", stated Ruthie, with a mouth slightly full of a cookie.
"I know what you mean, I…I…never mind.", stuttered Martin.
"No, tell me, you can tell me anything.", exclaimed Ruthie.
"I…I think…I think I am in love with you. From the moment I met you I knew you were special and that I was falling for you, that feeling just got stronger as I got to know you.", Martin said, almost too quiet for Ruthie to hear.
"I love you too, Martin. Probably more than you will ever know."
After Ruthie said that, Martin smiled and began to kiss Ruthie. They kissed with so much passion, they knew they were meant to be.
When they pulled apart, Martin turned on the stereo and turned it to a song that reminded him of Ruthie, and they danced.
She's a yellow pair of running shoes
A holy pair of jeans
She looks great in cheap sunglasses
She looks great in anything
She's "I want a piece of chocolate"
"Take me to the movies"
She's "I can't find anything to wear"
Now and then she's moody
She's a Saturn with a sunroof
With her brown hair a blowin'
She's a soft place to land
And a good feeling knowing
She's a warm conversation that I wouldn't trade for nothing
She's a fighter when she's mad and a lover when she's loving
She's everything that I ever wanted
And everything I need
When I talk about her I go on and on and on
Cause she's everything to me
She's a Saturday out on the town
Church girl on Sunday
A cross around her neck and a cuss word cause its Monday
She's a one glass of wine and she's feeling kinda tipsy
She's the giver I wish I could be and the stealer of the covers
She's the picture in my wallet
She's the hand that I'm holdin when I'm on my knees and prayin
She's the answer to my prayers
She's the song that I'm playin
She's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
When I talk about her I go on and on and on
Cause she is everything to me
She's the voice I love to hear
Someday when I'm 90
She's that wooden rocking chair
I want rocking right beside me
Everyday that passes I only love her more
Yeah she's the one that I'd lay down my own life for
She's everything that I ever wanted
And everything I need
When I talk about her I go on and on and on
Cause she is everything to me