“Ooh! You just HAVE to say that. I mean afte-rall you’re STUCK with me forever.” Ms. Porter retorts with a playful wink in return. Her future wife responds with a cute-blink. It caught her off guard and felt red all over those cheeks. In response a giggle was displayed onto Porter’s face. “Ouch!” Tina jabbed the woman of her dreams. “Ooh! I’m sorry, BABY! I am. I really am OK?” Bette stuck her tongue out in total gooberish form. Kennard shook her face. “I sometimes often, wonder…” “Why, you ever chose me to love? Why, your heart chose me? I know, I often wonder that too sometimes.” Tina scrunches her nose in thought as Bette sniffs again. “The future was so uncertain at times for me.” Those orbs exuded such sadness as Porter continues with her onslaught of words. “I mean obviously, Jack and I were on a downward spiral quickly. I really hadn’t given, it much light or thought at the time. I guess I was just a mess and to ever consider me and Jack never working out. I couldn’t face, how or why, and of course the wrath of Melvin.” The brunette admitted. Ms. Kennard reels from such truth. “I guess I didn’t have much strength to deal with all of this reality at the time.” Their hands slithered closer as Bette’s eyes looked into those soulful green orbs and utters breathlessly. “It felt kind of like I was in a dark room and I was searching for a light switch.” Tina’s eyes watered up at such a profession of words. “I couldn’t find my way, and I kept on searching.” Bette’s eyes glanced upwards and back at her entire world. “That was until I found my light-switch, in you.” This southern gal, gasps utterly in elation. Those creamy hands fitted into those strong mocha hands tighter than ever before. “I didn’t have much strength before, I encountered you. I didn’t realize what I exactly wanted in life. I hadn’t truly, found my way, yet. Then you traveled towards my path and gave me back my journey. The light was shun onto where i needed to go, towards and it brought me to you. It brought me to the ONE person I would forever depend on. I know exactly, where I want to be and with you. I love you.” Those tear-droplets fall upon such a face. A priceless expression appears upon Porter’s face. “I used to truly, believe our love was wrong. I didn’t have enough strength to fight for it. I nearly ran from it. Yet, you stood taller than I ever could be and WAITED for I to get it together. I adore you. So, thank you. I forever want to spend my life, with you. I love you immensely, today, tomorrow and always.” Bette professes into words. Those remarkable words that made one blond-unable to form any of her own.