It’s funny the way I see you everyday. Even though I can hold you, I don’t want to let go. Even though I can see you, when I blink I want to see you there as well. Every moment with you is spent like it’s our last. And even that time is near. I don’t want to see you go and I don’t think I could ever go on not seeing you. I want you to stay with me, be with me to make forever. I want to watch you grow old with me, long as I can hold you hand in the end. I love you, and only you. It’s funny how you find that person that makes you realize why it never worked out with anybody else. I wish I could just say it before you go. I want an answer now. I want to so say it but… I dont know. I want it to make you mine, mine and only mine. I want to say will you marry me? Will stay with me and make forever with me? Will stay and grow old with me? Will you?