Truly, Madly, Deeply

I always imagined we would get married whilst scuba diving.

Well… not while actually under water, swimming around.

Maybe after a really cool dive.

While we were still in our wet suits.

And we had just seen really cool fish and seaweed and sunlight through the water. And we would be tired. And want a beer.

We would stand in the water, hand in hand, and get married.

There might be a few other people there. Around sunset. And it would be warm and beautiful.

And we would kiss as the sun sank, orange and pink and purple into the sea.

And we would be married.

For real.

Of course, we had always been married.

In my mind.

That is what I told you.

You would say, “I want to get married.” And I would say, “We’re already married.”

Because that is what I felt and truly believed.

Perhaps it was childish. But it was sincere. I did really believe it.

Because I felt it.

I knew it to be so.

I heard Savage Garden singing “Truly, Madly, Deeply” on the radio today as I was driving to work.

I used to imagine us in that song.

Standing on the top of a mountain, bathing in the sea.

Of course, when that part comes with “I wanna lay like this forever,” I would cringe and the record in my head would scratch, because really, it should be “I wanna LIE like this forever.”

I know.

I know.

I am insane.

It is a sickness.

But really? Couldn’t they just as easily have sung “I wanna LIE like this forever”? I mean, it wouldn’t add any extra syllables or anything.

Why?

Why? I ask.

Did you ruin your beautiful song with bad grammar?????

OK, fine. The skies fell down on me.

And you are not there.

Here.

But I still love you.

Truly. Madly. Deeply.

Thinking of our marriage by the sea.