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His hands won't stop shaking, and his palms are clammy from the sweat
How would he do it? Could he do it?
Did he pick the right spot? This park is where they first met
God he loves her, his heart aches when they are apart
"What if she says no?" he thinks quickly, "Things could never be the same between us"
His thoughts are quickly interupted by his heart jumping
He knows she is near
As he looks through the fallen autumn leaves blowing aimlessly through the gentle breeze, he can't help but stare at her
"God, she's beautiful" he says aloud, not caring if anyone heard.  He only cares for this girl
With every closing step, he grows more nervous, but at the same time, more comforted by her presence
He kisses her cheek ever so softly as he holds the side of her face with a single hand
As they walk arm in arm through the cool air, he debates whether to wait, however, realizes that love is all he feels, and he has to do it, for himself, for them
"No be damned" he thinks as he stops her, and drops to a knee, "My love, I have something I want to ask you...."