let me set the scene:
bachelor pad. 1 a.m. after a night out of beers with friends. hanging out with my then best friend, chris.
the conversation went a little something like this.
chris: i have to tell you something.
chris: *nervous pause* i love you and i want to spend the rest of my life with you.
me: *head spinning, stuttering, FLIPPING OUT*
ummmmmm, what did you say?
excuse me, could you repeat that?
(i can't remember my exact words)
chris: i was going to send you flowers, but i couldn't wait any longer.
after six years of friendship, many ups and downs, we finally got it right. happy dating anniversary, my love. and thanks for remembering before i did.