63 ft up on the edge of the south point cliffs in Hawaii, we stare down to warm waters. You can’t believe you let me talk you in to it. But you’re here now, and the thrill, the adventure, the excitement of it all seems to take over. Before our jump we catch gaze, you smile thinking of how we first met. You think of how amazing our first kiss was, and how it made you feel. How amazing our life has been together. The warmth, the affection, the hysterical laughing till 4 in the morning. All the real estate we have, the party invites we get from celebs, the beach houses, even the cabin by the lake, has nothing on those small warm moments that we’ve shared together. Like the time we got lost for two days in India, or swapped life stories with villagers in Cambodia. Or when went ice skating, and how I caught you and swooped you up before falling, knowing that I was going to fall myself. And especially that romantic moment in Venice when I proposed…. BUT NO WAIT.. WAKE UP. You never made that choice did you?, so your life turned out quite different. Instead you started dating Jason Boring, with no beach houses, no cool trendy parties to go to, no trips to Cambodia, and that plane ride was not to Hawaii, but to Wisconsin to meet your cookie-cut plain jane boyfriend’s parents. A weekend that you’ll never forget as the old man kept spying on you in the bathroom. You’re pathetic, I hate you!