Essay Proposal

So, Essay, I think we should talk.

We’ve spent a lot of time together over the last three years. That’s not to discount the times we had flirting, passing glances, speed-writing during lunch breaks back in high school, but since then, we’ve gotten serious.

As I look back over nights spent in silence- you, me, a couple of tea cups in the dim light- I start to think about how else I could have spent those hours. Really, anything could have filled that time; nothing could fill it like you. The emotional highs and lows as we went, the euphoria of completion, it is all completely without like.  And you so flighty, so beyond my comprehension.  As the morning drew, it would seem only moments from our slipping out of the house to the nausea that would wash over me as you walked off with my professor. Truly, you are not kind to me.  I fret for weeks, wondering if you are doing well, if you are clear in your thinking, and then I receive a note, hardly more than an acknowledgement of that night, five digits short of a phone number. You’re gone. For months, you’re gone. You slip away while the seasons change and then, you appear again, peeking coyly out from behind the class syllabus.

               Essay, these ups and downs are killing me.  I can’t stop thinking about you. Sometimes I see us in the kitchen, looking down at little abstracts and I wonder if, maybe, this is meant to be. Maybe, we could make this work.

               I know that the semester is at an end.  You won’t look for me at finals and, when the break is done, you’ll only tease me, how far away you will seem! But, Essay, while you are away from me, I wonder if you would consider this, my proposal,

               Essay, will you marry me?

^This is the only way I can respond to yet another essay proposal  requirement. Creative steam must be blown off through writing things that are not required things.