A Heartwarming Read.

The day I met him, my heart fell out of my chest, butterflies swarmed my stomach by the thousands, my mind whirled in a state of euphoria and my eyes were glued to his figure.

It was the day I met my forever soulmate.

He was my co-worker in a start-up tech business company named Zer0, and we were introduced to each other by our boss, for I had just joined their big family.

A few months after working, I was elected as Female Team-Project Leader or FTPL and he was elected Male Team-Project Leader or MTPL.

We kept working together, finishing reports, meeting clients, hunting for investors, searching for sponsors, going to business seminars, having group meetings, inquiring new ideas and much more.

We were always the ones that were voted by the rest of our office to go to many events, and we had visited Bali, Maldives, Saint Lucia, British Virgin Islands, Tahiti, Mexico, New London, Australia, and many more.

As we kept meeting each other everyday doing much business that is needed to keep our company, Zer0, alive and running, our conversations started getting more and more serious, until one day, he asked me out. On a date.

I agreed, blushing and happy, and he smiled. That night, I still remember very clearly, I wore a simple, milk-brown dress, white sneakers, a sunflower charm bracelet, and a little bow to finish it off. For a bag, I wore

My hair was partly clipped at the back and my face had only a dab of powder, a stroke of a blush brush, a touch of lipstick and a misty spray of slightly glittery liquid that was also quite fragrant. My perfume was Blue Moon, a very enchanting bottle of scent I purchased from Miniso.

He wore a grey t-shirt underneath a black leather jacket. His hand was adorned with a few rings. His hair was left as it usually was, and he smelled like Giorgio Armani Acqua di Giò perfume, and his shoes were a black Nike.

His wallet was tucked into the right pocket of his jeans and he looked so simply handsome that way.

We went to a 24-hour dinner and, I still remember, I ordered a chocolate milkshake, a hot dog, and small fries. He ordered a vanilla milkshake, a cheeseburger and large fries with a side of pickles. We chatted and laughed, and slowly fell for each other without realising it.

After that, we went on many more dates, and one faithful evening, he went down on one knee and said, ''My dear, Felicity Antoinétte, daughter of Marie Antoinétte and Frankly Barron, you are the butter to my knife, the bee to my hive, the heart to my life. Will you, Felicity Barron Antoinétte, make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?''

Tears fell from my brown eyes, as I clasped a hand over my mouth and looked down at him, saying with perfectly honest conviction, ''Yes, I will, oh, I will!''

He slid a beautifully simple golden ring on the third finger from the thumb on my left hand, lifted me into his arms, and kissed me, for the first time, as his fiancé.

A few months after this charming engagement of I and he, we married. The marriage ceremony was delightful and intimate, with only friends from work and close family.

We are now a happily wedded couple, and I'm four months pregnant with a baby girl. My husband is now the co-owner of Zer0 and we earn a steady amount for our small but happy home.

Along with marriage, there comes arguments, fights, disagreements and many more, but never forget the happy memories, times, moments, and the fact that being tied eternally for life to someone can not only be hard but be amazing too.

Together, you can learn, fight, teach, find out, and just generally live with each other and that's where life's most important lesson stands, how to get along with someone, especially your spouse and children.

A Poem for the Couples on Earth:

Deep in each's heart,

Lies a magic spark,

When the world falls apart,

And when the light turns to dark,

Your spouse is your hero,

Your children are your guardians,

They'll protect you to the morrow,

And will, for you, fight martians.

Family is a unique key,

A tie, a bond,

Mother, a hive, the others, swarming bees,

For this life and beyond.

Father stands tall and fair,

But sometimes his back is bent,

From sitting too long in a chair,

From work he came and went.

Brother helps you through,

Dark and dust and rain,

He cheers you up when you are blue,

And when you are in pain.

Sister, confide your secrets,

And the little fancies,

Tell her all your angst and regrets,

And she'll listen to your rant about fancy nancys.

Grandma, the one who bakes your favourite cookies,

The one who makes you laugh and cry,

Always gifting goodies,

Her stories make listening worthwhile.

Grandpa, who's never to old,

To carry you on his shoulders,

Even though not possessed of gold,

For you, he's willing to heave boulders.

Your aunt, who buys you dolls,

And carry you around,

Past fields and tolls,

All through the town.

Uncle John, always giving you chocolate drops,

And your wooden toys of yours came from he,

Brings thou to many shops,

And as busy as a bee!

Every single one,

Has a golden heart,

With you, always having fun.

And let death never do us part!

The end.

A huge thank you to my family, starting frmo my grandmas, to my grandpas, my uncles, my aunts, my sisters, my brothers, my cousins, my friends, my mum and dad. Wherever you are now, my lovely relatives, I send you my good wishes and hope you are doing well, for when we will be gone? Only time can tell.

P.S. This story was partly inspired by my wonderful family and even though I haven't and can't get a spouse yet, for I'm still twelve, I am very happy and satisfied with the people I have around me now.