It’s currently 1am New York time and I am too high off of love to fall asleep. Saying that I am on Cloud 9 is an absolute understatement. Cloud-uh-Billion is where I’m currently located. Tonight the love of my life, high school sweet heart, and best friend proposed to me and I said yes. After nearly seven years (I’m exaggerating, its been a solid 6.5) Wyatt decided that in the smack middle of Times Square with a hundred people surrounding us on my 21st birthday would be where he would pop the question and boy oh boy…did he make me melt.

I had thought of all the different ways Wyatt and I would end up engaged but none of them could possibly compare to the way it actually happened. I wish I could tell you that I remembered every single detail of this moment but no, that’s not the case. Everything was such a blur but the sweet things I do remember, I will never forget.

It was around 8:30 PM. We had just gotten off a sunset boat ride that took us around Manhattan (He originally planned on proposing to me then but it didn’t feel right) and everyone was rushing to get back to Times Square because Wyatt said my birthday present was waiting there for me. The entire taxi ride I was guessing what my present could possibly be. I had guessed Ed Sheeran serenading me, One Direction, a puppy, and a private concert from The Kooks. Wyatt said “Guess in your head ok, it’s gonna be good.” The taxi guy dropped us off where the ball drops on New Years. Wyatt grabbed my hand so tight and didn’t let go as he dragged me through the crowd of people.  I started feeling such anxiety because I had no idea what was to come. I kept on repeating “I don’t like surprises, I don’t like surprises.” Little did I know.

Somewhere between heaven and Times Square Wyatt stopped me. I immediately knew this was our moment because I didn’t see Ed Sheeran in sight. Wyatt grabbed my shoulders and said the words that are engraved in my memory forever, he said nervously, “I love you. You’re my best friend and I want to spend the rest of my life with you…” He then got down on one knee and by this time I was already crying and said, “Will you marry me?”

Ahh.

I can’t even begin to type how I felt in that moment. It was a feeling beyond this universe, something that I had never experienced before. For a split second I had forgotten where I was and complete ignored the fact that rows and rows of people were circulating around us taking pictures and going “OH MY GOSH!” It was just me and him in this beautiful crazy city and I have never felt more loved in my entire life. I was screaming YES!YES!YES! and doing some weird awkward dance/hop/kicking my feet in the air kind of thing and there he was, my fiancé, putting this giant rock on my finger while still on one knee. Swoon. We kissed, we hugged, we laughed, we smiled…we were finally engaged to be married. We not only got to share this very special moment with the people of Manhattan but also his parents, my parents and my brother. I could not have asked for anything more.

It was perfection and I’m so happy to be his.

Wyatt and I want to thank everyone who congratulated us. We saw all of your snaps, tweets, and messages and we are so thrilled that you’re thrilled. We feel the love. Thank you.

Let the wedding planning begin.

With love,

©Karissa Marie

My engagement dress.

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