A year since he finally, openly, clearly proposed.

It started with 'hey I'm coming over to see you', to which I keep cancelling due to my busy life but never really thought he would've mind anyway.

After weeks of delays, years of that 'marry me' jokes, or at least I thought he was joking all along. I guess tired of me not taking his marry me seriously, he finally confessed how he felt about me all these years.

Ignored , and declined at first, the ring involve immediately after I decided to be open for discussion.
The rest was history.

At that time, being comfortable and feel at ease with someone scores a higher point than being in love.

A bumpy ride, so far. But with you, a thousand times over.
I love you my grumpy lion 🦁

May Allah ease our journey. ❤️