Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And oft' is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owe'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
On January the 29th, 2011, my best friend in the entire world asked me to marry him. I said 'Yes.'
Why the sonnet, you ask? Two and a half years ago, on the same beach walk that he would later propose to me, Patrick recited this sonnet to me. He had memorized it, because he knew how much I loved Shakespeare. This is something I have always cherished.
I have never felt more excited, happy, contented or lucky in my entire life. I've always known I would have to marry a hopeless romantic, like me.
EEE! I'm so happy! I'm marrying my best friend, the love of my life, my soul mate, Patrick.