Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Love Story Chapter Tres

Okay now where did we leave off? Oh yes we were both 19 could we get married.  Little did I know Tyler was debating on proposing to me in Disneyland.  Which he felt like it wasn't the time yet.  We returned from all of our summer vacations and started up school and working full time.


Now comes the part in a relationship were it either makes or breaks.  We had started arguing a lot over stupid things.  It seemed as if my fairytale relationship was going to come crashing down.  After a lot of weird tension we decided to have a talk.  We didn't know why we weren't getting along.  We didn't know anymore if we were supposed to get married.  We didn't know if we were ready to get married.  We just were unsure of what was going to happen.  


After about a five hour conversation and almost breaking up, we decided we both needed to sleep and think on if we decided if we could live with each other forever and if we could live without each other.  I know right. Heartbreaking.  The worst night of my life.  I cried and cried and cried.  I didn't want anyone to be involved to in anyway affect my decision.  I was also scared to hear Tyler's decision.  It would be so hard if we decided different things.  


Of course we decided we loved each other.  That we didn't know why there was such tension.  But we knew we wanted to be together.  After that horrible but magical talk.  Horrible because at the time my heart was being ripped apart, but magical because of what it did for our relationship.  


After that I believe we realized we could lose each other.  That our love road was a two way street and the other one could choose to go another way if they really wanted to.  That after everything we came to an understanding that we were both feeling the same way. 


Our relationship greatly improved.  It was incredible.  That talk was truly magical.  The arguing stopped.  Our love became even more passionate.  It was so magical that two months later Tyler got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife.  

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