wait
31.07.13 | 1:45 am
for as long as i could remember by then (eighteen years old), all i had wanted was to get married and live in a little yellow house.
he brought up, while drifting to sleep, how much he wanted to marry me. i knew what was coming then. i knew what would happen on christmas. and as he closed his eyes, i pleaded with him, "wait another year. give me another year."
he didn't listen.
i don't think i've ever told anyone that before.