Yes!

I asked Shantel to marry me. We went to Alki Beach in West Seattle and had a picnic. It was cloudy and sprinkling. We ate cheese and bread and a mango that was too ripe. Then I asked her if she wanted to go for a stroll.

We walked down toward a staircase and I told her that I was going to read her the poem that I had wrote a week ago. So I started, and I read down to the last line, and then I got down on one knee. I read the last line which asked her to marry me. She started screaming and asking if I was serious. She was shocked. Then she got down on her knees with me and said yes and I gave the ring that I had carved for her early that week. I died. She said yes. We are going to get married!