“I hurt when I’m not with you. I ache in places I didn’t know my heart went. I don’t know what kind of man I’ll be or doctor or husband, and I know I seldom say the words you need to hear, but I know I love you. With all of me. You’re the glue that holds me together. Spend forever with me. Marry me? Please…” You wrapped your arms around me, and we fell. The sand and water and foam swallowed us, and you kissed me. Tears and salt and laughter and you were nodding. That was a good day. A good memory.
