You know, I knew I loved my girl when I met her twelve years ago.

I remember seeing this incredibly beautiful lady with the longest legs I had ever seen, and being so stunned by her beauty that I could barely talk.

I also remember being so stunned by her straightforwardness. I recall thinking "Who the fuck does this cocky nineteen-year-old girl think she is?! She's coming here telling me what's what!"

And for a good while, we were not so keen on each other. She didn't like how I did things. I didn't like how she did things.

But you know, life is funny like that. I believe opposites do attract. And over the years we have fallen deeply for each other, and I consider her to be the most important person I have ever met. She has my heart in her hands.

And I love her so deeply. I love her so much that my chest throbs when I think about all the beauty that we share together.

We've had a lot of lost years. It's no secret that Füsun has fought many demons. It's no secret that only last summer we were seconds away from losing her. And we've had to overcome a lot of problems. A lot of darkness.

I also have many demons of my own which she has helped me work through.

But we've searched for the light together, and we've found it.

And I will never stop helping her out of the dark as she helps me find the light.

Love isn't finding someone who completes you. It's finding someone who sees you incomplete and stays to build something whole together.

In all the years I have known her, I have known the purest happiness, the richest conversations and the deepest love.

My life, and all it is, and all it means, is in part down to her.

We've lost each other and we've found each other again.

I call her my boomerang.

And for those of you who don't know her, she is one of the funniest people you will ever meet. Don't be fooled by her seriousness. She can make a room explode with laughter.

But despite all of these beautiful things, despite the depth of my love for her, despite her troubles and mine, she is my best friend.

She is my rock. She is my bridge. She is mine.

So last night, in front of all the ladies at work, I got down on one knee and I asked Füsun to marry me.

Because there is no one in this world I would rather spend my life with than her. She is my joy.

She began to cry. I could see tears rolling down her face.

The whole room gasped.

And then she said…

…you'll have to check Füsun Aydın 's restack for her answer.