"OMG! OMG! Is that this ring?" She points at the one on my finger. "He told you he loved you didn't he? Did you say it back?" My daughter hit the kitchen table with excitment.

"Yes this is the ring and I'm getting there sweetheart, but yes I did." I smiled as I remember the memory. "I sat there looking at him in awe, I was shocked that he told me that he loved me. I just nodded. I saw the hurt in his eyes because I didn't say it back. He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat and began to examine his fingernails. I had broken his heart before I even uttered a word."

"Mom how could you! He just said that he loved you. You are horrible." My daughter scolded me.

"Now Juniel, wait just a minute; let me finish." I told her sternly. She sat back in her seat and mummbled an okay at me. "While Junie began to look at his fingernails I cleared my throat and with a crack in my voice I said; "Minjun I love you. Look at me. I didn't mean not to say it back right away. You took me by surprise. I think I loved you the day i asked to take a picture of you. Saranghae." With a fluent movement he leaned across the table and kissed me."

"Baby I love you" He said this as he pulled away from the spine tingling kiss. "But if we don't leave now we are going to be late for school." He extended his hand out for me to take. As we walking to the truck he walked over to  a rose bush and picked a crimson red rose and hands it to me. I gladly accept the rose and as I begin to smell its aroma he smiles at me like a fool in love.

As the engine roars to life I place my hand ontop of his i stare out the window and take in the beautiful fields of roses and flowers hoping to one day come back. He turns on the radio and begins to sing along "I'll be the ocean so deep and wide/ and catch all the tears whenever you cry/ I'll be the breeze after the storm is gone/ to dry your eyes and love you all warm/ that's how srong my love is, baby" I close my eyes and lean my head against the window and listen to his deep, rich voice."

"Mom, was he...." She trails off a little before she finishes... "ya know?"

"yes Juniel he was my first but that comes later in our story." I reply softly as I reach for her hand. I have always told her to be safe when it came to love and and to be sure.

"Tell me more mom, please." She got up and open the fridge and grabbed a yogurt and spoon.

"I will tell you more." I hope that she will understand that once I am finishing telling her my story that love is a very beautiful and dangerous thing. "I remember when we got to school everyone started calling us the old married couple. We would just smile and giggle. When he dropped me off at home we sat in the drive way for a while in silence before either of us spoke."

"Michelle.... Michelle" I love the way he enlongated my name the second time he said it. "Baby, I really do mean it." His voice was deep and husky and it bellowed through the cab of the truck.

I break the gaze that i held with the outside world. I looked into his burnt carmel eyes that had specs of black in them and a hint of mystery that danced along. I lean in and kiss him. "I know baby I love you too."

"I remembering getting out of the truck and standing on my front porch as he drove away. I loved him more than words could ever describe. This feeling of completeness came over me. I know we were young but i know that as long as the sun shinned and the stars twinkled we would be together.

As I opened the front door I heard grandma call for me. Walking in to the kitchen I see her wearing her old watermelon apron and peeling potatoes. "Can I see it hunny?" My jaw droppedd "How on earth did...." I stopped mid sentence "he asked didn't he?" A smile crept onto my lips as grandma nodded and I chuckle.