Game of firsts, the end.
Right, where were we? Me, her, the universe at our feet with a glimmer of a happy ever after. And on we go with this fairytale that I was lucky enough to live. I still was a tad unsure of dipping my toes into the world of dating but the prospect of enjoying that wild ride with my best friend certainly was enough to erase any and all of the aforementioned doubts. At the time, we were practically inseparable - you see me, you see her. We were in that all-too-familiar limbo where you're practically dating albeit you really aren't. We weren't in the Bahamas nor Maldives but it truly felt like a honeymoon, without all the honeymooning sadly. I toyed with the idea of officially asking her to be mine, officially at least , for a while before I finally popped the question - technically. I hadn't a clue how to be a boyfriend let alone a good one but for her, I knew I'd figure it out and figure it out I did. She said she'd think about which did no favors for my mental ...