Today was a very special day in my life. I mean, I'm not old, but I'm not young either. Mid-thirties caucasian male that was probably going to be a bachelor for the rest of his life. Not tragically, though, but by choice. I'd never really met anybody who rocked my world enough for me to notice.

Oh yes, I've been infatuated, and I have been in love, but I have always been happier to go my own way rather than compromising.

Until seven months ago that is. That's when I met an absolutely fantastic girl, whom I since have been falling deeper and deeper in love with.

It all culminated today when I spontaneously asked her to marry me. She responded "I love you very much". I told her I would not take that as a no, but as a maybe and ask her again some other time. That's when her face broke into a big smile and she said "yes. Yes I will marry you". I feel like the luckiest man in the world.

P.S. I promise not to write any poems about it, OK?