Sunday, July 16, 2006

 

take my hand.






we were camping, in the middle of tall, old trees, sitting by a fire and having a companionable drink, when he asked me to marry him.

i remember getting dressed up once for a nice evening date, and telling chris that he smelled like handsome, and he said: you smell like the love of my life.

here it comes.

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