Anticipation is a mix of fear and joy where you simultaneously want something but fear it almost as much. In those moments leading up to those four carefully rehearsed words your fight-or-flight system kicks in. You’re hyper-tuned into your senses: you hear each little bird, you can smell the sweetness of every flower, and you can feel your heart pounding. You try to contain yourself as the time draws near and you take advantage of her momentary distraction to slip the ring out of your pocket. You take a breath an hope you can utter those words without giving away your nerves. But the instant you see her confused expression give way to uncontrolled excitement all those worries evaporate into the air. How could she not say “yes” when it feels as though your entire life has been leading you here?