Virgo Sun Pisces Moon

Babe, why do you have a headache?

How do you know that I have headache?

Because I suddenly have a headache and I almost never get headaches, I figured it must be your headache.

Yes… I do have a headache right now…

Why? What happened?

I’m trying to write songs… for you… for the proposal…

Well you don’t have to write it today, I didn’t say you had to write it in 24 hours — you have months and months of time before the actual proposal?!

No but I want to write it NOW… I want to get started, I want to lock it down, I want to start practicing my “glamping set list” —

It’s only like 2 or 3 songs! That doesn’t count as a set list!

It does to me! I want to start orchestrating every angle, ever detail of this inevitable Proposal scene… but I know I need to have my songs, first.

Okay? Well… take your time…

Am I allowed to get help from my bros?

Hmm… a little bit of help is okay — but they can’t write the songs for you — it still has to be yours…

Why?

Because?! If one of your bros wrote the actual song?! Line by line?! Then I might as well marry THEM instead of YOU!??! If the other two songs you’re singing to me isn’t even from you?!?!!?

But you’ve permitted me to sing you Jack Johnson for this glamping set list — why can’t I just let the bros write the songs for me and I’ll perform it for you?

Jack Johnson was the OPENING ACT — he’s not the actual set list. Remember?!

Hmmm… okay… but —

You can let them write ONE out of the TWO songs. How about that?

(Curious)

If you really, really would prefer to have their help… they can write 1 of the 2 songs — but you need to write me at least 1 song… all by yourself…

What order do you want me to perform them?

I don’t know. Maybe that’s for you to decide. And then explain to me later which song had who’s help…

Yeah when you put it like that I just realised I don’t want the bros to write the songs for me… but I do want to talk to them about it. Like I want to go over some words with them, bounce off some ideas —

That’s fine. They can be your bouncing board but they can’t write the songs FOR you. FOR us. It’s not even a song that has to be commercialised. It has to be a song that’s meaningful TO US.

In that moment of proposing — you’re basically telling me our love story. You’re basically telling me WHY you love me. HOW you’ve come to this decision — you definitely KNOW that YOU LOVE ME and you WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE WITH ME.

Whether you add in embellishments about ideas of “For richer, or poorer, in sickness and in health” — that’s up to you. I’m not feeling fussy about this.

If it’s only songs about my body?! — THAT’S A NO. That’s a NO to the proposal!

If it’s songs about my heart? My mind? My Soul?! — Okay, you’re going in the right direction…

Does that help?

(Nodding) Please… give me more directions…

Text from Bros:

Dude needs WAY MORE direction!!! He is overwhelmed!!!

(Sigh) How do I put this…

I want the songs to give me assurance.

I want the songs to let me know that, I’m not a fool for loving you. That it’s the best decision in the whole world. For the rest of our lives.

I want the songs to tell me that — you truly see me as I am — and you understand what that means to marry me — this person in front of you.

I want the songs to show me that you’ve grown — you’re a mature man now. I ran away from the young boy — full of blind faith that we’d be a happily married couple — yes, it was endearing… but so many other things could have and did change our course.

So why us? Why us now? Why this fate?

How are we? Meant to be?

How are we? Still us? Yet also grown? Somehow different? Somehow “better” — ? Improved versions of our younger selves?

What is the future that you do want with me? Does it involve dogs? cats? kids?! Whatever it is… paint a romantic picture of that for me…

Tell me how I am different from ALL the other WOMEN and maybe even MEN in the world?! Why am I special? Why am I the ONLY PERSON that is truly YOUR ONE AND ONLY?

And what if you weren’t even yourself anymore?

What if you lost everything? You need me to be your rock? Your shoulder to cry on? What about the other way around? You’re going to be my rock? My shoulder to cry on?

What about our parents? Our friends? Our extended families? Do you care? Do you care about our “village” — ? Our communities? Our cultures? Do you care about our places in society?

I need to know that — it doesn’t matter about other people’s opinions. You’re focused on your goals with me. It’s us against the world… We’re in our love bubble…

Something like that?!

(Chuckles)

What?!?!?!

THAT WAS A WHOLE ESSAY AND YOU WANT ME TO PUT THAT INTO JUST ONE SONG?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?

You asked for more details!!! Your bros texted to say that you’re overwhelmed!!!

(LAUGHING)

I hope I said it all… if I forgot anything else… you can fill in the blanks for me with your song(s)…

1 or 2 songs…

Yes…

Part 1 and Part 2 of the same song?

I’m not sure…

Or do you want like a 10 minute song like Taylor Swift’s All Too Well?

I don’t know… it’s up to you…

How long is too long for a song?

Maybe… 20 minutes…?!?!?!

Maximum 20 minutes for “one” song?

(Nodding) — I’ll need a toilet break or something, how can I sit through a 20 minutes song?!?!?!!?

You can’t just hold it in for 20 minutes?!?!?!

I mean — maybe but still — whenever you decide to surprise me, what if I had been holding it in for the past 2 hours already?!?!?!!?

(Cackling) SEE?!?!? Now how am I supposed to write that into a song??!?!? I love you because you remind me NOT to write a 20 minutes song in case YOU NEED TO PEE?!?!?! You want me to put that into a SONG?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!

(Laughing)!!!

I love you, I want to marry you.

I love you too… I’m waiting for your REAL proposal…

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