Monique was nervous.
もっと見る than that, really. She was deep-down and utterly terrified.
And it wasn't exactly because she was getting married tomorrow. Sure, that did make her nervous, but it was something else.
It was the fact that, to her, she simply wasn't good enough for the man she was marrying. Kowalski.
Kowalski was nervous as well, and this was because he was getting married. He wasn't really certain why that was making him nervous--he couldn't think of anything bad that could happen--but he still got 蝶 in his stomach every time he thought about it. So when he noticed that Monique seemed nervous, he assumed she was worrying about the wedding as well.
He decided to talk to her that night. Monique was snuggled in her bed, drifting away, when she felt someone touch her shoulder. Startled, she looked up.
Kowalski slid into ベッド 次 to her.
"Are あなた worried about tomorrow?" he asked her.
She hesitated. "Kind of."
"What do あなた mean?" Kowalski wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.
"Well..." she hesitated again. "It's just I don't think I deserve you," she blurted out finally. "I don't think I'm good enough for you."
Kowalski sat up abruptly. "Monique, that's absurd. You're the only girl in the entire world who could ever be good enough for a genius like me."
Monique raised an eyebrow. Kowalski cleared his throat awkwardly.
"Ahem. Uh, what I meant was, I 愛 you, Monique. / want to spend the rest of my life with you. Do あなた with me?"
Monique nodded. "Yes."
Kowalski smiled and lay down 次 to her. "Then don't worry, Monique. There's nothing to be afraid of."
Monique smiled and fell asleep.
"Do あなた take Monique to be your loving wife, who あなた will guide through darkness and through light, be with through life and through death, and through 愛 and through hate?"
A smile hovered around Kowalski's lips. "I do."
The priest turned to Monique. "And do あなた take Kowalski to be your loving husband, who あなた will guide through darkness and through light, be with through life and through death, and through 愛 and through hate?"
"I do," Monique said.
"You may キッス the bride."
And when Kowalski turned to Monique and kissed her, it was the best feeling she had ever had in her life.
もっと見る than that, really. She was deep-down and utterly terrified.
And it wasn't exactly because she was getting married tomorrow. Sure, that did make her nervous, but it was something else.
It was the fact that, to her, she simply wasn't good enough for the man she was marrying. Kowalski.
Kowalski was nervous as well, and this was because he was getting married. He wasn't really certain why that was making him nervous--he couldn't think of anything bad that could happen--but he still got 蝶 in his stomach every time he thought about it. So when he noticed that Monique seemed nervous, he assumed she was worrying about the wedding as well.
He decided to talk to her that night. Monique was snuggled in her bed, drifting away, when she felt someone touch her shoulder. Startled, she looked up.
Kowalski slid into ベッド 次 to her.
"Are あなた worried about tomorrow?" he asked her.
She hesitated. "Kind of."
"What do あなた mean?" Kowalski wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.
"Well..." she hesitated again. "It's just I don't think I deserve you," she blurted out finally. "I don't think I'm good enough for you."
Kowalski sat up abruptly. "Monique, that's absurd. You're the only girl in the entire world who could ever be good enough for a genius like me."
Monique raised an eyebrow. Kowalski cleared his throat awkwardly.
"Ahem. Uh, what I meant was, I 愛 you, Monique. / want to spend the rest of my life with you. Do あなた with me?"
Monique nodded. "Yes."
Kowalski smiled and lay down 次 to her. "Then don't worry, Monique. There's nothing to be afraid of."
Monique smiled and fell asleep.
"Do あなた take Monique to be your loving wife, who あなた will guide through darkness and through light, be with through life and through death, and through 愛 and through hate?"
A smile hovered around Kowalski's lips. "I do."
The priest turned to Monique. "And do あなた take Kowalski to be your loving husband, who あなた will guide through darkness and through light, be with through life and through death, and through 愛 and through hate?"
"I do," Monique said.
"You may キッス the bride."
And when Kowalski turned to Monique and kissed her, it was the best feeling she had ever had in her life.
This is my very first poem... please don't laugh
Feathers of grey, eyes of blue and green
She is around
日 in, 日 out always following orders
without doubt. She works so hard everyday
without rest, Always tired によって the end of the 日 and 表示中 her team she is strong.
Can she fight, can she fight? can she win?
I think she can, I think she can. She has feelings of 愛 for another
on the team with a mowhawk of onyx and eyes of blue.
All in all, she is a fellow soldier. A fellow cammando who is merely doing her duty
She is a soldier of combat with strengths that run deep, a protector of her friends, her team...
Feathers of grey, eyes of blue and green
She is around
日 in, 日 out always following orders
without doubt. She works so hard everyday
without rest, Always tired によって the end of the 日 and 表示中 her team she is strong.
Can she fight, can she fight? can she win?
I think she can, I think she can. She has feelings of 愛 for another
on the team with a mowhawk of onyx and eyes of blue.
All in all, she is a fellow soldier. A fellow cammando who is merely doing her duty
She is a soldier of combat with strengths that run deep, a protector of her friends, her team...