It Has to Be Her

I went and bought a ring

I didn’t care how expensive it was

Or how big the diamond is

I just bought her a ring

Showed it to my brother

He called me a little crazy

“It hasn’t even been a year,”

He said exhaustion paired with exasperation.

“You’re moving way too fast.”

But there’s no such thing with her

Ever since I met her

All I imagined was this day

Waking up next to her

Breakfast in bed

Seeing the world

Be the best dad

“what if she’s not the one?”

But she is

“How do you know?”

Because her smile is my favorite view

Her laugh my favorite song

Her voice my favorite poem

And her eyes my heaven all along

I knew it since I met her

Me in a suit and her in white

It has to be her, right?