2 - 05 - 20XX
So, tomorrow is the day. Tomorrow is the day that I am going to ask Charlie Spring to marry me.
It feels weird, putting it down on paper. I haven't used this journal in a while, it feels like forever. It's almost like I never find the time since we moved in together.
Sure, we've got jobs and uni and all that also, but it's very different when you are apart to when you are under each other's armpits trying to figure out if you've used each other's toothbrushes or clothes the night before.
Doesn't matter though, as I've wanted it for years and wouldn't change it for the world. I hope that Charlie feels the same, given everything that we've been through.
God, I can't wait for tomorrow. I can barely sleep just thinking about it. I'm taking him to the same beach where we had our first date, given it's our anniversary and all that. I don't know exactly how I'm going to hide the ring yet, but I'll find a way.
Charlie is unfortunately good at knowing when something's up. He takes after Tori like that.
I've already had the shovel talk with Tao, so thankfully, he and Elle are planning to come up to take pictures of it all, so I have the memory side of things there.
Hopefully Charlie won't spot them beforehand, as I once tried to surprise him with them during a dinner date and he parkoured across an entire main road to get to them while I stood at the restaurant door looking a little too weird to the point that I got told to stop loitering.
I love him so much. I really do. Like painfully, which some say is a bit desperate, but it's true. I can't live without him, not anymore. Hopefully he says yes.
Guess we'll see in the morning.