Originally Posted by sexdwarf

sheesh alot of testosterone flying in here... gonna get my balls chopped off after this one... oh well here it goes, most romantic thing i did for my significant other aka the day i proposed

she was still living in the apartment upstairs from me at the time and i had told her to come down to my place at 4:30 exactly, dressed and ready to go... when she came down (she had a key) she came in to my place and followed a trail of rose petals to the bedroom door, which was shut, and had a note taped to it saying "you might need this", accompanied by a safety pin... anyhow she opened the door and on the bed were 50 balloons, neatly stacked on the bed and a note taped to the most prominent baloon saying she had 20 minutes to pop the balloons and then to go wait outside... each balloon had a handwritten antiquated paper with one of 50 reasons why i love her as well as various rose petals (do you know how hard it is to get notes and rose petals into balloons?!!)...

at this point i received a call from her sobbing and crying trying to figure out where i was (i'll get to that in a minute)... i told her to continue and to go outside when the alarm rang (everything was planned to the minute)... when done she went outside and a limo was waiting for her, which took her for a ride, the driver had strict instructions to not tell her where she was going... when she showed up at the restaurant, i was waiting there outside in my finest suit and she cried some more... we ate a nice dinner in front of the restaurants fire place (looking out to the NY harbor with a backdrop of the Verezzano bridge, for those familiar with the area) and after dinner we stepped outside for a cigarette break... when we returned the owner had followed my instructions and put a framed poem (commissioned, because i can't rhyme for shit) at her seat... she started reading the poem, while crying once again... when finished i went to one knee and proposed...

that's the most romantic thing i ever did...