It was a cold winter night, it was snowing, the light of the moon was shinning down on the snow making it shimmer and look beautiful. It was quiet, and it was just me and Matt standing there. We were getting home from a basketball game, and as we were walking up the path way to the house, we stopped to enjoy the quietness and the snow falling down on us. Just then he looked at me and said:
Matt: Michala, I love you so much!
Me: Awww, your so sweet! I love you too!
Matt: Let's stay outside for a while and just enjoy the peace, and snow before we go back to reality in the morning.
Me: OK! There's nothing I would rather do.
Ever since I was a little girl, there was always this type of snow, falling from the sky, that always made me wish I had a guy to stand there with me and enjoy the snow fall. It was this type of snow that seemed so romantic that made me love it so dearly.
Matt: Baby, there is nothing I'd rather do either. Being here with you means more to me than you know.
Me: Thank you! You mean more to me than you'll know also!
In my dreams, this is when he goes down on one knee and purposes, but not this time. :)
Matt: I love this kind of snow!
Me: No way?!?! This is my favorite type of snow! I love how romantic it feels!
Matt: Me too, baby!
All of a sudden I feel, POW! I look over and he has a huge grin on his face. and then I heard, SNOW BALL FIGHT!
Me: Ahhhhh, Matt! Really?!?! You better run mister!!
Matt: Ahhhh, RUNNNN!
This was just about the best night of my life!
Maybe the snowball fight is the guy equivalent of presenting you with a 2 carat diamond?
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Or...maybe not.
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Fun read & hits the assignment fine.