You always be the best!

"So you can't be with me, because I'll end up getting hurt and I don't want you to get hurt as well. I don't want to have a wife that would eventually get tired of me and leave me." He finished quietly.

She looked at him in disbelief for a few seconds. Before she could respond, he spoke again.

"And that's why I asked you to wait until tomorrow to propose to me." He whispered.

She stood there for several seconds, staring at him. Finally, she spoke.

"Is it always like this?" She asked hesitantly.

"Like what?" He asked confused.

"This..." She mumbled slowly.

"What do you mean?" He inquired cautiously.

She sighed heavily.

"This...the constant talking about things that don't really matter. The fact that you never say anything about what actually matters to you." She mumbled.

She knew that she shouldn't have said any of that, but it was all coming out of her mouth at the moment. He remained silent for several seconds after she'd spoken.

She was starting to grow nervous, knowing that he was