November 27th, 2010 at 2:36PM
A year ago today—almost to the very minute—Anna dragged me from her flat in London, in the bitter cold, to a place called Primrose Hill. From there, one can see all the lights of the city. She sat me down on a bench, handed me the pocket watch you see here, and asked me to marry her. (Little did she know: I had a ring in my pocket for her, as well.) To this day, I carry the pocket watch everywhere. Anyway, of course I said yes. Wouldn’t you? I love you, Anna. Happy Primrose Anniversary.

A year ago today—almost to the very minute—Anna dragged me from her flat in London, in the bitter cold, to a place called Primrose Hill. From there, one can see all the lights of the city. She sat me down on a bench, handed me the pocket watch you see here, and asked me to marry her. (Little did she know: I had a ring in my pocket for her, as well.) To this day, I carry the pocket watch everywhere.

Anyway, of course I said yes. Wouldn’t you?

I love you, Anna. Happy Primrose Anniversary.

  1. daiseychick reblogged this from jasonpermenter
  2. atsween said: My girlish heart is stil all a-flutter.
  3. jonarnold said: I don’t know you personally, but I’ve watched this story unfold online and it warms my heart. Congratulations and many more happy days…
  4. audioper said: Thats the most amazing thing I’ve heard in a long time. Congrats.
  5. punkassjim reblogged this from jasonpermenter and added:
    So few people truly know what romance looks like. We could
81 notes
Short URL for this post: http://tmblr.co/Z0WWay1bjqkt