Too Much Drama

As I was talking to a friend of mine, a whole scene formed in my mind. This is probably a classic example of the fact that I may have seen too many chick-flicks. In any case, here was what the main character was saying in my head:

I’m sorry for the countless times I’ve made tears run from your eyes, but just this once more let me make you cry. I want everything I say and do be a direct reflection of my heart to you. I could have days be nights and nights, days, and wonder what it is that I want to say. No matter how long thoughts become words, and words to letters, the question would still be the same; will you marry me?