All These Things I Know

I know you don’t go in for the GaGa ideals.

I know you hate even thinking about those GaGas

I know that if you had a choice, you’d choose to be different

I know that you’re different

I know that you are good with technological stuff

I know you hate being called chick

I know that no matter what you’ll always stand up for what you believe in

I know that you hated your name at first but I also know that you love it now

I know that you sometimes miss your family

I know that you try to hide it but sometimes things do get too much for you

I know when you need company

I know when you need to be alone

I know when you’re angry at me

I know when you’re happy with me

I know when you’re REALLY happy with me

I know that you only called me Gazza because you think if you call me Galileo Figaro it will expand me ego

I know that sometimes, just sometimes, you’re nice

I know that I was your first true friend. Having said that, you know that you were my first friend full stop.

I know all of your favourite things

I know nearly everything there is to know about you

I know that I’ll never love anyone else as much as I love you

What I don’t know is…how are you going to react when I ask the most important question ever?

That’s what terrifies me.

“Err…Scaramouche. I’ve got something I want to ask you.” Galileo said nervously to Scaramouche who was sitting quietly strumming the guitar.

“Sure, what’s up Gazza?” she answered him, putting the guitar to one side

“It’s kinda important.” He said, rubbing the back of his neck

“Why. What’s wrong?” she frowned worriedly

“Oh, nothing’s wrong” He quickly said seeing her face.

“Then what’s up?”

“I know we’ve only been going out for about a year, but I never, and probably never will, love anyone as much as I love you. I was just wondering if…if…if…ah crap, will you marry me Scaramouche?”

There was a moment of silence. Galileo looked up quickly at Scaramouche. He couldn’t read the expression on her face. Then…

“Yes.”

“What?” Galileo exclaimed, believing he hadn’t heard correctly.

“Yes, I’ll marry you. Because I love you. And I trust you. And I know that you would never do anything deliberately to hurt me. And like I said, I love you, I want to be with you forever. So yes I’ll marry you.”

“I love you too Scaramouche.”